Mother
Thin White Rope Lyrics


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I hate this business of visiting my hometown
Seeing my friend in her old place
Just something stupid I felt in high school
Now I go gliding from face to face

And I should say what I know;
It's hard to say as to go
You seem so desperate to show me your friends
Like a mortician under county review
You never lose what you don't extend
So curl up and let the wind bury you

And I should say what I know;
It's hard to say as to go

I hate this business of visiting my hometown
Moving the corpse from place to place
Just something stupid I felt in high school
Should leave the sand smooth on your harsh face





And I should say what I know;
It's hard to say as to go

Overall Meaning

The song "Mother" by Thin White Rope is a poignant reflection on the feelings of nostalgia and unease that can accompany a return to one's hometown. The singer expresses a sense of discomfort with revisiting old friends and familiar places, as if he is engaged in a pointless ritual that only serves to dredge up unpleasant memories. Even the act of moving from place to place feels like a burden, as if the past is weighing down on him and preventing him from moving forward with his life.


At the same time, there is a sense of resignation and acceptance in the lyrics. The singer recognizes that there is something important about this ritual, even if he can't quite articulate what it is. He notes that it's hard to say what he knows, as if he is struggling to put into words the deeper emotions and insights that are driving his ambivalence about returning home.


Overall, the song captures the bittersweet nature of nostalgia, which can be both comforting and painful at the same time. The singer's conflicting emotions reflect the complexity of our relationships with the places and people of our past, and the difficulty of reconciling our present selves with the ghosts of our former selves.


Line by Line Meaning

I hate this business of visiting my hometown
I despise the act of returning to my place of origin


Seeing my friend in her old place
Encountering an acquaintance in her former residence


Just something stupid I felt in high school
A teenage emotion that evokes foolishness


Now I go gliding from face to face
Currently, I move effortlessly between individuals


And I should say what I know;
I must speak the truth I possess;


It's hard to say as to go
Although it is challenging to express and depart


You seem so desperate to show me your friends
You appear to be anxious to introduce your acquaintances


Like a mortician under county review
Similar to an undertaker under official examination


You never lose what you don't extend
Everything which you keep to yourself is never lost


So curl up and let the wind bury you
Therefore, relax and permit the wind to cover you


I hate this business of visiting my hometown
I loathe the experience of returning to my birthplace


Moving the corpse from place to place
Migrating the deceased from one location to another


Just something stupid I felt in high school
A teenage emotion that appears brainless


Should leave the sand smooth on your harsh face
It is best to leave the beach sand soft and smooth on your rugged facial features


And I should say what I know;
I must speak the truth I possess;


It's hard to say as to go
Although it is challenging to express and depart




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Written by: SIERRA SWAN

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