Tag
Throw Me The Statue Lyrics


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Airplane of our trees
Spaces and what it seems
But let's go way down low
Take me back to everyone I know

Little bird of these clouds
Can you make it rain somehow?
In time, well we find
All our changes wash away themselves

We'll trade off saying how it goes
Maybe stretch the lowest

We're coming back at least to me
Isn't what it used to see
But let's go
Oh, let's get stoned
Let's go back to everyone we know

Lights out it more 'till you think what you are
Best in the colors and faded out stars
Now we touch base and we say how we are
Why, everyone does





But we'll still play tag when we're old
Which I usually blow

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Throw Me The Statue's song "Tag" seem to convey a sense of nostalgia and longing for the past. The imagery in the opening lines suggests a desire to return to a simpler time, represented by the "airplane of our trees" and "everyone I know." The use of the word "spaces" implies that the singer is reflecting on different points in their life, perhaps even different physical locations, while yearning for a return to an earlier time.


The mention of the "little bird of these clouds" suggests a desire to control one's surroundings and change the course of events, but the lyric "in time, we'll find all our changes wash away themselves" indicates a recognition that change is inevitable and uncontrollable. The lines "Lights out it more 'till you think what you are / Best in the colors and faded out stars" suggest a loss of identity and a struggle to find one's place in the world.


Despite this, the chorus of "let's go back to everyone we know" is hopeful and optimistic, representing a desire to reconnect with the people and places that once made us feel at home. The final lines, "But we'll still play tag when we're old / Which I usually blow" suggest a desire to hold onto youth and the sense of playfulness that comes with it, even as we age and lose touch with our past.


Line by Line Meaning

Airplane of our trees
Our dreams and aspirations are as vast and towering as a plane, soaring above the trees.


Spaces and what it seems
The things we pursue and acquire can seem significant, but may hold little true value.


But let's go way down low
Let's strip away the superficial and return to the simple pleasures of life.


Take me back to everyone I know
Let's reconnect with the people who matter most, and remember where we came from.


Little bird of these clouds
Our emotions are as ephemeral and changeable as clouds in the sky.


Can you make it rain somehow?
Can we find a way to transform our internal turmoil into catharsis and renewal?


In time, well we find
Given enough time, our biggest concerns and fears will naturally diminish.


All our changes wash away themselves
Changes, good or bad, are transitory and will eventually fade away.


We'll trade off saying how it goes
We'll take turns sharing updates on our lives, and how we're feeling.


Maybe stretch the lowest
We may aim to improve ourselves, even if it means starting from the bottom.


We're coming back at least to me
We're returning to a place of familiarity and comfort, even if things have changed.


Isn't what it used to see
Things may not be as ideal or perfect as we remember them to be.


But let's go
Regardless of the challenges we may face, let's not give up or become jaded.


Oh, let's get stoned
Perhaps we should take a moment to unwind and find some temporary respite from our troubles.


Let's go back to everyone we know
Let's surround ourselves with the people who offer us the most support and happiness.


Lights out it more 'till you think what you are
When we're in the darkness, we're forced to confront our true selves and our deepest desires.


Best in the colors and faded out stars
The joys and beauty of life are often fleeting and ephemeral, like colors and stars fading away.


Now we touch base and we say how we are
We're reconnecting with old friends and checking in on how we're all doing.


Why, everyone does
This is a common and universal experience that we all share.


But we'll still play tag when we're old
We'll hold onto our playful and youthful spirit even as we age.


Which I usually blow
Although we may make mistakes or miss opportunities, we'll keep trying to have fun and enjoy life.




Writer(s): Scott Reitherman Copyright: Baskerville Hill

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