Spindrift
Tiles Lyrics
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Spin the fable
Disguise the deed
Weaving straw to braids of gold
Splash the whitewash on the screen
Sins of omission fashioned to mislead
Signals mix as hairs poise to split
The facts irrelevant
Excuses right the wrong
Cast allusions
And our hazy recollections
Guard the way down
On the slippery slope
Most of the truth fails to show
The shifting blame
Rises up to stake its claim
I wade with my back toward the waves
Shielding my eyes
The spindrift burns like the acid words
Numbing my mind to the justified
Too overwhelming
Can't fight the dumbing down
I sink to the peaceful deep underneath
Free from the plastic crown
Still spinning around
Dress up the routine
Bells, whistles, and neon light
Sedate the will to fight
Distractions to amuse our attention
And our gray convictions
Fan the flames of discontent
And...
I wade with my back toward the waves
Shielding my eyes
The spindrift burns like the acid words
Numbing my mind to the justified
As bitterness begins slowly creeping in
Push and pull us apart
Fingers cross
Death do us part
Simplicity holds no escape
Toss a coin in the air
Spin the plates
Ignorant to consequences
Pay the piper for the dance
I see ego thrust upon the throne
Held high to deify
I see how we choose to believe
Answers that deceive and ease pain
Distant wisdom may prevail someday
Scrape the whitewash from the screen
Tiny loopholes irrelevant
Excuses meaningless
The neon is black
When our recollections
Prevent another lapse
On the slippery slope
I wade with my back toward the waves
Shielding my eyes
The spindrift burns like the acid words
Numbing my mind to the justified
Too overwhelming
Can't fight the dumbing down
I sink to the peaceful deep underneath
Free from the plastic crown
Spinning around
Sow the seeds
Fearless we replay
Themes from timeless ages past
Courting all seven sins
What was and will always be
Protected from ourselves
Spin back around once again
The song "Spindrift" by Tiles is a reflection on the deceits and illusions that are present in our society, masked by various distractions and contortions of facts. The first verse talks about serving the need while spinning a fable, basically fabricating stories to make ourselves look better than the actual reality. The next lines talk about using "whitewash" to screen over our mistakes and omissions and to hide our sins, while tiny loopholes confuse the truth. The song then goes on to talk about how our recollections often guard the way down a slippery slope, as most of the truth goes unacknowledged.
The next verse brings in the idea of distractions, and how these bells, whistles, and neon lights sedate our will to fight, and fanning the flames of discontent while spinning us around in a dance that has consequences we're ignorant of. The song is urging us to wake up and scrape off the whitewash, to not be lulled into the plastic crown of complacency and instead fight the dumbing down of our intellects. The spindrift, which is a type of sea spray, is a metaphor for the acid words corroding our minds and numbing us to the truths that we need to acknowledge.
Overall, "Spindrift" is a call to action, saying that we must confront the illusions and distractions that we've built around ourselves if we want to have a chance at meaningful change, hinting at the idea that distant wisdom may one day prevail and allow us to shed our plastic crown of ignorance.
Line by Line Meaning
Serve the need
Meet the requirement
Spin the fable
Weave a tale
Disguise the deed
Conceal the action
Weaving straw to braids of gold
Turning the ordinary to exceptional
Splash the whitewash on the screen
Splatter the paint on the surface
Sins of omission fashioned to mislead
The things left unsaid are utilized to deceive
Signals mix as hairs poise to split
Sensors intermingle as they anticipate malfunction
Tiny loopholes confuse intent
Small discrepancies alter the motives
The facts irrelevant
Evidence becomes meaningless
Excuses right the wrong
Reasoning is used to justify the mistake
Cast allusions
Implying indirect suggestions
And our hazy recollections
Faint memories
Guard the way down
Protecting the path towards the bottom
On the slippery slope
The journey towards downfall
Most of the truth fails to show
The majority of reality remains obscured
The shifting blame
Responsibility constantly changes
Rises up to stake its claim
Taking credit for something not deserved
I wade with my back toward the waves
Standing with my back to the ocean
Shielding my eyes
Protecting my sight
The spindrift burns like the acid words
The salty waves sting like hurtful language
Numbing my mind to the justified
Desensitizing my thoughts to what is right
Too overwhelming
Far too much to handle
Can't fight the dumbing down
Unable to resist the loss of intelligence
I sink to the peaceful deep underneath
Descending to the quiet depths
Free from the plastic crown
Liberated from the fake authority
Still spinning around
Rotating in circles despite the change
Dress up the routine
Decorate the customary
Bells, whistles, and neon light
Using fancy distractions
Sedate the will to fight
Suppressing the urge to resist
Distractions to amuse our attention
Devices to entertain our focus
And our gray convictions
Our unsure beliefs
Fan the flames of discontent
Encouraging the anger and dissatisfaction
Push and pull us apart
Forcing us to separate
Fingers cross
Hoping for luck
Death do us part
Separated by death
Simplicity holds no escape
The basic concept offers no way out
Toss a coin in the air
Throw money into random chance
Spin the plates
Manage various duties simultaneously
Ignorant to consequences
Unaware of the outcomes
Pay the piper for the dance
Suffer the consequences of one's actions
I see ego thrust upon the throne
I witness the self-image elevated to power
Held high to deify
Raised to be worshipped
I see how we choose to believe
Observing how we decide what to accept
Answers that deceive and ease pain
The solutions that give false comfort
Distant wisdom may prevail someday
The enlightenment may come eventually
Scrape the whitewash from the screen
Remove the paint from the surface
Tiny loopholes irrelevant
Small gaps are insignificant
Excuses meaningless
Justifications have no value
The neon is black
The illusion falls apart
When our recollections
When our memories
Prevent another lapse
Avoid another mistake
Spinning around
Reviving in a loop
Sow the seeds
Plant the idea
Fearless we replay
Confident while repeating
Themes from timeless ages past
Motifs from ancient times
Courting all seven sins
Indulging in all of the offending vices
What was and will always be
What existed before and will repeat
Protected from ourselves
Shielded from our own destruction
Spin back around once again
Return to the beginning and start fresh
Contributed by Eli F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.