She Has Faces
The Verve Pipe Lyrics


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She has faces
Up in her bedroom and they gaze down on her
Guarding her slumber

A black bead rosary
Under her pillow and when it thunders
She clutches it tightly
And she hears
Silence is white,
Sound is black,
The world is wrapped in a paper sack

And when I leave I close the door
To this galaxy of yours

Dropping by
I open a window
As the breeze blows in the curtains are butterflies

And we hear the church bells ring
Out on a hill
And all of their echoes
Left us singing

Silence is black,
The room is bright,
Our world is basking in tv light

And we are laid out on the floor
Of this galaxy of yours

With all of your heroes waiting
In paper piles laid on the floor

I push my paintbrush lightly
And fill in any empty nail holes

A dresser top,
A jewelry box,
Colored tassels tied in knots

And a porcelain girl danced a music box ballet for us
And your nightlight is a star,
Or a firefly

That leads my gaze up to the ceiling
Wondering if you think that it's the sky

With all of your heroes waiting
Open the window slightly, pick up paper off the floor
I hold my paintbrush tightly, and fill in any empty nail holes





Open the window slightly,
Open the window slightly

Overall Meaning

The Verve Pipe's song She Has Faces is a mysterious and poetic tribute to a girl who appears to lead an enchanted life, with a room full of faces that keep an eye on her and protect her while she sleeps. The singer seems captivated by her mystical aura, and sees her bedroom as a unique and magical galaxy, with her heroes waiting among piles of paper.


The girl's attachment to a black bead rosary that she clutches tightly during thunderstorms adds to the sense of mystery surrounding her. The lyrics suggest that for her, silence is a white color and sound is black, and that the world is wrapped in a paper sack. The imagery of paper recurs throughout the song, hinting at a sense of fragility and transience.


When the singer drops by, he opens a window to let in the breeze, and the curtains become butterflies. The song becomes more uplifting as the church bells ring out on a hill and the echoes of their sounds fade away, leaving the two characters singing. For a moment, the room is bright and the world seems basking in the light of a TV. The porcelain girl in the music box ballet and the nightlight that resembles a star or a firefly are further signs that this girl's world is infused with a sense of magic.


Finally, the lyrics conclude with an invitation to open the window slightly, pick up paper off the floor, hold a paintbrush tightly, and fill in any empty nail holes. These words seem to imply that the singer wants to become part of this enchanted world, contributing his own touches and making it his own.


Line by Line Meaning

She has faces
She has many different sides to her personality


Up in her bedroom and they gaze down on her
She has posters and pictures of people she admires in her room


Guarding her slumber
Her heroes give her a sense of protection or comfort while she sleeps


A black bead rosary
She keeps a religious object under her pillow for solace during storms


Under her pillow and when it thunders
She seeks comfort from her religious object during loud, intense moments


She clutches it tightly
She holds onto the black bead rosary very tightly for comfort


And she hears
She experiences a certain perception of the world around her


Silence is white,
Silence is peaceful and pure, like a blank canvas or a fresh sheet of paper


Sound is black,
Noise is chaotic and dark, like a dense fog or a storm cloud


The world is wrapped in a paper sack
Life can feel mundane or ordinary, like a plain, boring package


And when I leave I close the door
When the singer leaves, they shut the door to her world


To this galaxy of yours
Her room is like a universe that the artist enters


Dropping by
The singer comes to visit her from time to time


I open a window
The singer lets some fresh air in


As the breeze blows in the curtains are butterflies
The curtains appear to be animated by the wind


And we hear the church bells ring
The sound of bells ringing catches their attention


Out on a hill
The church bells are ringing in the distance


And all of their echoes
The sound of the bells reverberates throughout the air


Left us singing
The sound of the bells inspires them to sing


The room is bright,
The light in the room is very strong and illuminating


Our world is basking in tv light
They are surrounded by the glow of the television screen


And we are laid out on the floor
They are lounging on the floor, enjoying the moment


Of this galaxy of yours
They are still talking about her room like it's its own universe


With all of your heroes waiting
Her posters and pictures of people she admires are still present


In paper piles laid on the floor
She has stacks of paper-related items like drawings or notes


I push my paintbrush lightly
The singer is an artist and he adjusts his work in her room


And fill in any empty nail holes
He takes care of any imperfections in the walls before he leaves


A dresser top,
Her clothes and accessories are on display on the dresser


A jewelry box,
She keeps her jewelry in a special container


Colored tassels tied in knots
Decorative objects hang off of various furniture items


And a porcelain girl danced a music box ballet for us
She has a music box with a ballerina figurine inside


And your nightlight is a star,
She has a specific type of nightlight that looks like a star


Or a firefly
At times, the nightlight looks like a firefly


That leads my gaze up to the ceiling
The artist notices the light and looks up


Wondering if you think that it's the sky
The singer ponders if she imagines that the nightlight is a real object in the sky


Open the window slightly, pick up paper off the floor
The artist prepares to leave and picks up after himself


I hold my paintbrush tightly, and fill in any empty nail holes
The singer ensures everything looks neat and tidy before he exits


Open the window slightly,
He reiterates that he's leaving and opening the window to air out the space one last time




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: A.J. DUNNING, BRAD VANDER ARK, BRIAN VANDER ARK, DONNY BROWN, DOUG CORELLA

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