Still The Same
The Wyrd Sisters Lyrics


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my first memories are
Mama's cigarette smoke and a red and white car
I must have been three
we were heading north on 59
with the wind in my face, it was summertime
I was a gypsy then
and I'm still the same
eighteen in a small town joint
I'm playing for beer 'cause that's the point
nothing else to lose
I had hair down to me knees
I go where I want and I do what I please
and I'm still the same
still the same

chorus:
I am a stranger to this place
no roots to bind me
there's no reason to stay
I am a stranger to this place


'do not disturb' hanging on the door
bed is made but I'm on the floor
in another motel
I don't know the name of this place
I don't look in the mirror when I wash my face
'cause nothing ever changes
nothing ever changes

chorus


well I'm always on my hands and knees
but you would not call it praying
and the first town where I find a friend is the place where I'll be staying
my first memories are
cigarette smoke and a red and white car
I might have been, might have been
might have been free, back then

chorus





stranger everywhere

Overall Meaning

The Wyrd Sisters' song "Still The Same" explores the theme of freedom and the singer's journey of self-discovery. The lyrics take us down the memory lane of the singer, beginning with the first memory of Mama's cigarette smoke and a red and white car when the singer was just three years old. The feeling of the wind in the face is evocative of the singer's sense of liberation, a feeling that the singer identifies with even now. The sense of freedom, of being a "gypsy" who goes wherever and does whatever they please, is a recurring motif throughout the song. Even at eighteen, the singer is still the same, playing in small town joints for beer and having nothing to lose.


The chorus is a declaration of the singer's sense of detachment from the people and places around them. As a "stranger to this place", there is no reason to stay, and nothing ever changes. The singer is always on the move, without any roots to bind them. The freedom and independence of the singer are the defining characteristics that set them apart from the world they inhabit. The image of the singer on their hands and knees, not praying, but rather searching for something, is suggestive of their journey of self-discovery.


Line by Line Meaning

my first memories are
My earliest recollections are


Mama's cigarette smoke and a red and white car
The memory consists of my mother smoking cigarettes in a red and white car


I must have been three
I assume this memory occurred when I was three years old


we were heading north on 59
We were traveling in a northerly direction on route 59


with the wind in my face, it was summertime
I remember feeling the breeze on my face while it was warm and sunny outside


I was a gypsy then
At that time, I saw myself as a free-spirited wanderer


and I'm still the same
I have maintained that same mentality throughout my life


eighteen in a small town joint
When I was 18, I was playing music at a bar in a small town


I'm playing for beer 'cause that's the point
I'm performing solely for the pleasure of it, and as a result, I'm compensated with beer


nothing else to lose
I have no other possessions or things to give up


I had hair down to me knees
At that time, I had hair that grew all the way down to my knees


I go where I want and I do what I please
I am not restricted by anyone, and I am free to make my own decisions


still the same
I have maintained that same mentality throughout my life


chorus:
Refrain:


I am a stranger to this place
I feel like an outsider in this environment


no roots to bind me
I am not tied down by any strong attachment to a specific place or person


there's no reason to stay
There is nothing keeping me here or motivating me to remain in this location


I am a stranger to this place
I feel like an outsider in this environment


'do not disturb' hanging on the door
A sign that reads 'do not disturb' is hanging on the doorknob of my hotel room


bed is made but I'm on the floor
Although the bed has been made, I am choosing to sleep on the floor


in another motel
I am staying in a different motel than the previous one


I don't know the name of this place
I am unaware of the name of this location


I don't look in the mirror when I wash my face
When washing my face, I do not take the opportunity to look at myself in the mirror


'cause nothing ever changes
I have come to the conclusion that life is static and unchanging


nothing ever changes
I am stuck in a perpetual cycle of monotony


chorus
Refrain:


well I'm always on my hands and knees
I spend a lot of time crouched or kneeling down


but you would not call it praying
However, I am not engaging in religious or spiritual activities


and the first town where I find a friend is the place where I'll be staying
The first location where I establish a close relationship with someone is where I will settle down


my first memories are
My earliest recollections are


cigarette smoke and a red and white car
The memory consists of someone smoking cigarettes in a red and white car


I might have been, might have been
It's possible that I was, or was not


might have been free, back then
At that time, I may or may not have had freedom


chorus
Refrain:


stranger everywhere
I feel like a stranger or outsider no matter where I go




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