Incarnate
The Watchmen Lyrics


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In the air the tension lingers
Evident in pointing fingers
From the rad the steam it rises
In this tomb of no surprises
Never knowing what they mean
Not quite in tune with their schemes
Suspect me of an empty shell?
But I guess it's just as well
Want to become you
Sweet perfection, enchanted youth, I'll lose
The weight of all my worries, I'll be the truth, I'll seek
The source, so plant the seed and let it run its course
(Of course)
Paranoia's just like ants
And conversation makes them dance
Around our like hungry friends
So watch your step and just pretend
All that glitters is really gold
And we love all that we are sold
And if there's any pain inside
Paint on a smile, man, and let it slide
Want to become you
Sweet perfection, enchanted youth, I'll lose
The weight of all my worries, I'll be the truth, I'll seek
The source, so plant the seed and let it run its course
Let it run its course
And through the whispers
And across the haze
Just like a mouse
Searching wild in a maze
I see you
From across the room
Yeah, I see you
Early morning light it grows
Casting down on pure white snow
Quietly we walk back home




Like buffalo, our minds they roam
Minds they roam

Overall Meaning

The Watchmen's song "Incarnate" has an intriguing and thought-provoking lyrical content that explores the themes of inner struggles and societal pressures. The opening lyrics immediately set the mood with the tension in the air and evident pointing fingers. These images suggest a society filled with uncertainty and distrust, where everyone is suspect of the motives of others. The phrase "in this tomb of no surprises" creates a sense of hopelessness and resignation, as if the characters are trapped in a world where they cannot escape the burden of their worries.


The chorus, "Want to become you, sweet perfection, enchanted youth, I'll lose the weight of all my worries, I'll be the truth, I'll seek the source, so plant the seed and let it run its course," is a powerful statement about the desire to be someone else, to escape the burdens of one's own life, and to pursue the truth. The idea of "sweet perfection" suggests an idealized version of oneself that is unattainable, leading to a cycle of self-doubt and self-loathing. The repetition of "I'll seek the source" is especially poignant, as it implies a never-ending search for meaning and purpose.


The final verse shifts the focus to the natural world, with the early morning light casting down on pure white snow, and the characters walking back home. The metaphor of buffalo roaming minds suggests a sense of restlessness and longing, as if the characters are searching for some deeper meaning or purpose in their lives.


Line by Line Meaning

In the air the tension lingers
The atmosphere is filled with an uneasy feeling


Evident in pointing fingers
People are blaming each other for the tension


From the rad the steam it rises
There's rising tension coming from a source, like a boiling pot


In this tomb of no surprises
The situation is stagnant, with no progress or resolution


Never knowing what they mean
People are confused and uncertain about the situation


Not quite in tune with their schemes
People aren't fully aware or understanding of others' motivations or intentions


Suspect me of an empty shell?
Are you questioning my authenticity or depth?


But I guess it's just as well
But it doesn't matter much either way


Want to become you
I wish to be like you


Sweet perfection, enchanted youth, I'll lose
I'll give up my flawed self to become like you


The weight of all my worries, I'll be the truth, I'll seek
I'll abandon my anxieties and seek the truth


The source, so plant the seed and let it run its course
I'll find the root cause of the tension and let it resolve naturally


(Of course)
This is obviously the best course of action


Paranoia's just like ants
Paranoia can spread quickly and easily, like ants


And conversation makes them dance
Talking about the situation can exacerbate the paranoia


Around our like hungry friends
Others can feed off the paranoia and exacerbate it


So watch your step and just pretend
Be careful and act like everything is okay


All that glitters is really gold
Things may look great, but they're not necessarily valuable


And we love all that we are sold
We're easily convinced to love and value things based on their appearance


And if there's any pain inside
If we're hurting inside


Paint on a smile, man, and let it slide
We should pretend to be happy and ignore the pain


And through the whispers
Amid rumors and gossip


And across the haze
In the midst of confusion and uncertainty


Just like a mouse
Like a small and vulnerable creature


Searching wild in a maze
Trying to find a way through the confusion and uncertainty


I see you
I notice you amidst everything else


From across the room
Even from a distance


Yeah, I see you
I really see you


Early morning light it grows
As the day begins


Casting down on pure white snow
Shining down on a blank slate


Quietly we walk back home
We go back to our normal lives


Like buffalo, our minds they roam
Our thoughts wander aimlessly


Minds they roam
We're lost in thought




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Goddess


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I would love to know the interpretation of this song.

I’m thinking it starts with his birth but now he is dying and he recalls how safe he was with his mother and she is smiling through the lights(in the starlight in heavens) and will carry him home because as he is on the earth her voice is a voice that he doesn’t love more(being the first loving voice he heard and will be the one that calls him to the other side or calls him home) .... calling to the other side of the river evokes the ferryman to me .....mid lyrics he said he’s done all he can met all he can and he is ready to let go

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