My Sister
Tindersticks Lyrics


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Do you remember my sister?
How many mistakes did she make with those never blinking eyes?
I couldn't work it out.
I swear she could read your mind,
Your life, the depths of your soul at one glance.
Maybe she was stripping herself
Away, saying
Here I am, this is me
I am yours and everything about me, everything you see,
If only you look hard enough
I never could.

Our life was a pillow-fight.
We'd stand there on the quilt,
Our hands clenched ready.
Her with her milky teeth,
So late for her age,
And a Stanley knife in her hand.
She sliced the tires on my bike and I couldn't forgive her.

She went blind at the age of five.
We'd stand at the bedroom window and she'd
Get me to tell her what I saw.
I'd describe the houses opposite, the little
Patch of grass next to the path,
The gate with its rotten hinges forever wedged
Open that Dad was always going to fix.
She'd stand there quiet for a moment.
I thought she was trying to develop the images in her own head.
Then she'd say

I can see little twinkly stars,
Like Christmas tree lights in faraway windows.
Rings of brightly colored rocks
Floating around orange and mustard planets.
I can see huge tiger striped fishes
Chasing tiny blue and yellow dashes,
All tails and fins and bubbles.
I'd look at the gray house opposite, and close the curtains.
She burned down the house when she was ten.
I was away camping with the scouts.
The fireman said she'd been smoking in bed
The old story, I thought.
The cat and our mum died in the flames,
So Dad took us to stay with our Aunt in the country.
He went back to London to find us a new house.
We never saw him again.

On her thirteenth birthday she fell down the well in our
Aunt's garden and broke her head.
She'd been drinking heavily.
On her recovery her sight
Returned, a fluke of nature everyone said.
That's when she said she'd never blink again.
I would tell her when she started at me,
With her eyes wide and watery,
That they reminded me of the well she fell into.
She liked this, it made her laugh.

She moved in with a gym teacher when she was fifteen,
All muscles he was.
He lost his job when it all came out,
And couldn't get another one.
Not in that kind of small town.
Everybody knew everyone else's business.
My sister would hold her head high, though.
She said she was in love.
They were together for five years until one day he lost his temper.
He hit over the back of the neck with his bullworker.
She lost the use of the right side of her body.
He got three years and was out in fifteen months.
We saw him a while later,
He was coaching a non-league football team in a Cornwall seaside town.
I don't think he recognized her.
My sister had put on a lot of weight from being in a chair all the time.
She'd get me to stick pins
And stub out cigarettes in her right
Hand. She'd laugh like mad
Because it didn't hurt.
Her left hand was pretty
Good though. We'd have arm wrestling matches,
I'd have to use both arms and
She'd still beat me.

We buried her when she was 32.
Me and my Aunt, the vicar, and the man who dug the hole.
She said she didn't want to be cremated
And wanted a cheap coffin so the worms could get to her quickly.




She said she liked the idea of it,
Though I thought it was because of what happened to the cat, and our mum.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Tindersticks' song "My Sister" paint a vivid picture of the life of the singer and his sister. The song begins with the singer asking, "Do you remember my sister?", and proceeds to describe his sister's life and her struggles. The lyrics highlight the deep connection between the siblings, despite their differences and past conflicts.


Through the lyrics, we learn that the sister was blind at a young age but regained her sight years later. Her lifetime was marked by a tumultuous series of events, from burning down their house to being paralyzed by her abusive boyfriend. Despite her challenges, she maintained a dark sense of humor and an unbreakable spirit.


The singer describes his inability to understand his sister fully, expressing his regret at never being able to "look hard enough" to see who she truly was. The song ends with the singer and his aunt burying his sister, who had requested a cheap coffin so that the worms could reach her body quickly. The haunting melody and poignant lyrics of "My Sister" capture the complexity and beauty of sibling relationships.


Line by Line Meaning

Do you remember my sister?
The singer is asking the listener if they remember his sister.


How many mistakes did she make with those never blinking eyes?
The singer is questioning how many mistakes his sister made with her eyes that never blinked.


I couldn't work it out.
The singer couldn't understand his sister's behavior.


I swear she could read your mind,
The artist believes that his sister had the ability to read people's minds.


Your life, the depths of your soul at one glance.
The artist believes his sister could see right through people and understand their lives and souls in one glance.


Maybe she was stripping herself Away, saying
The singer suggests that his sister was revealing her true self to the world.


Here I am, this is me I am yours and everything about me, everything you see,
The singer is saying that his sister was showing her true self to the world and everything about her was there to be seen.


If only you look hard enough I never could.
The artist admits that he could never see his sister's true self.


Our life was a pillow-fight.
The artist is describing his life with his sister as playful.


We'd stand there on the quilt, Our hands clenched ready.
The artist describes a scene where he and his sister are standing on a quilt with their hands clenched, ready for a pillow fight.


Her with her milky teeth, So late for her age, And a Stanley knife in her hand.
The singer is describing his sister's physical appearance with her late milk teeth and a Stanley knife in her hand.


She sliced the tires on my bike and I couldn't forgive her.
The artist is recalling a time when his sister sliced the tires on his bike and he couldn't forgive her for it.


She went blind at the age of five.
The singer is describing his sister's blindness at the age of five.


We'd stand at the bedroom window and she'd Get me to tell her what I saw.
The singer is describing a scene where he and his sister are standing at the bedroom window and his sister would ask him to describe what he saw.


I'd describe the houses opposite, the little Patch of grass next to the path,
The singer is describing what he would see outside the bedroom window.


The gate with its rotten hinges forever wedged Open that Dad was always going to fix.
The artist is describing a gate with broken hinges that their father was always going to fix.


She'd stand there quiet for a moment.
The artist is describing a moment where his sister would be quiet for a while.


I thought she was trying to develop the images in her own head.
The singer thought his sister was trying to create images in her head.


Then she'd say
The singer is describing what his sister would say after being quiet for a while.


I can see little twinkly stars, Like Christmas tree lights in faraway windows.
The artist is describing what his sister could see in her mind.


Rings of brightly colored rocks Floating around orange and mustard planets.
The artist is describing more of what his sister could see in her mind.


I can see huge tiger striped fishes Chasing tiny blue and yellow dashes, All tails and fins and bubbles.
The artist is describing even more of what his sister could see in her mind.


I'd look at the gray house opposite, and close the curtains.
The singer describes how he would react to hearing what his sister was seeing.


She burned down the house when she was ten.
The artist is saying his sister burned down a house when she was ten years old.


I was away camping with the scouts.
The singer was not home when his sister burned down the house.


The fireman said she'd been smoking in bed.
The singer is revealing how his sister caused the house fire.


The old story, I thought.
The singer thought that the story of his sister smoking in bed was a typical story.


The cat and our mum died in the flames, So Dad took us to stay with our Aunt in the country.
The artist's mother and cat died in the fire, so their father took them to live with their aunt in the country.


He went back to London to find us a new house.
The artist's father went back to London to find them a new home.


We never saw him again.
The singer and his sister never saw their father again.


On her thirteenth birthday she fell down the well in our Aunt's garden and broke her head.
The singer is saying that on his sister's thirteenth birthday, she fell down a well in their Aunt's garden and hurt herself.


She'd been drinking heavily.
The artist is saying that his sister had been drinking heavily before she fell down the well.


On her recovery her sight Returned, a fluke of nature everyone said.
The artist is saying that after his sister's recovery, her sight returned, which everyone thought was a fluke of nature.


That's when she said she'd never blink again.
The artist is saying that is when his sister decided she would never blink again.


I would tell her when she started at me, With her eyes wide and watery,
The singer is saying that when his sister looked at him with her wide and watery eyes, he would remind her of the well she fell in.


That they reminded me of the well she fell into.
The artist is saying his sister's eyes reminded him of the well she fell into.


She liked this, it made her laugh.
The singer is saying that his sister found his joke about her eyes making her laugh.


She moved in with a gym teacher when she was fifteen,
The singer is saying his sister went to live with a gym teacher when she was fifteen years old.


All muscles he was.
The singer is describing the gym teacher as muscular.


He lost his job when it all came out,
The artist is saying the gym teacher lost his job when something was discovered.


And couldn't get another one.
The gym teacher could not find another job.


Not in that kind of small town.
The singer is saying it is not possible to find a similar job in a small town.


Everybody knew everyone else's business.
The singer is saying that everyone knew about each other's affairs.


My sister would hold her head high, though.
The artist is saying that his sister would not be ashamed of her affair with the gym teacher.


She said she was in love.
The artist's sister said she was in love with the gym teacher.


They were together for five years until one day he lost his temper.
The artist is saying that the gym teacher and his sister were together for five years, but one day he lost his temper.


He hit over the back of the neck with his bullworker.
The singer is describing how the gym teacher hit his sister in the back of the neck with his exercise equipment.


She lost the use of the right side of her body.
The artist is saying that his sister was paralyzed on the right side of her body.


He got three years and was out in fifteen months.
The singer is saying that the gym teacher was sentenced to three years, but only served fifteen months.


We saw him a while later,
The singer and his sister saw the gym teacher later.


He was coaching a non-league football team in a Cornwall seaside town.
The singer is saying that the gym teacher was a coach for a non-league football team in a seaside town in Cornwall.


I don't think he recognized her.
The artist thinks that the gym teacher did not recognize his sister.


My sister had put on a lot of weight from being in a chair all the time.
The artist is saying that his sister gained weight from being in a chair all the time after being paralyzed.


She'd get me to stick pins And stub out cigarettes in her right Hand.
The singer's sister would ask him to stick pins and stub out cigarettes on her right hand.


She'd laugh like mad Because it didn't hurt.
The singer is saying that his sister would laugh hysterically because it did not hurt.


Her left hand was pretty Good though.
The artist is describing his sister's left hand.


We'd have arm wrestling matches,
The artist and his sister would have arm wrestling matches.


I'd have to use both arms and She'd still beat me.
The artist is revealing that his sister would still win arm wrestling matches even if he used both arms.


We buried her when she was 32.
The singer's sister was buried when she was 32 years old.


Me and my Aunt, the vicar, and the man who dug the hole.
The artist, his aunt, and the vicar were present at his sister's funeral along with the man who dug the hole.


She said she didn't want to be cremated And wanted a cheap coffin so the worms could get to her quickly.
The singer is saying that his sister did not want to be cremated and wanted a cheap coffin so the worms could reach her quickly.


She said she liked the idea of it,
The singer's sister liked the idea of the worms reaching her quickly.


Though I thought it was because of what happened to the cat, and our mum.
The singer thought his sister's desire for a cheap coffin was related to the incidents involving their cat and mother.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: DAVID BOULTER, DICKON JAMES HINCHLIFFE, STUART ASHTON STAPLES, NEIL TIMOTHY FRASER, MARK ANTHONY STEPHEN COLWILL, ALASDAIR MACAULAY

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Blixa Rollins

Do you remember my sister?
How many mistakes did she make with those never blinking eyes?
I couldn't work it out.
I swear she could read your mind,
Your life, the depths of your soul at one glance.
Maybe she was stripping herself
Away, saying
Here I am, this is me
I am yours and everything about me, everything you see,
If only you look hard enough
I never could.
Our life was a pillow-fight.
We'd stand there on the quilt,
Our hands clenched ready.
Her with her milky teeth,
So late for her age,
And a Stanley knife in her hand.
She sliced the tires on my bike and I couldn't forgive her.
She went blind at the age of five.
We'd stand at the bedroom window and she'd
Get me to tell her what I saw.
I'd describe the houses opposite, the little
Patch of grass next to the path,
The gate with its rotten hinges forever wedged
Open that Dad was always going to fix.
She'd stand there quiet for a moment.
I thought she was trying to develop the images in her own head.
Then she'd say
I can see little twinkly stars,
Like Christmas tree lights in faraway windows.
Rings of brightly colored rocks
Floating around orange and mustard planets.
I can see huge tiger striped fishes
Chasing tiny blue and yellow dashes,
All tails and fins and bubbles.
I'd look at the gray house opposite, and close the curtains.
She burned down the house when she was ten.
I was away camping with the scouts.
The fireman said she'd been smoking in bed
The old story, I thought.
The cat and our mum died in the flames,
So Dad took us to stay with our Aunt in the country.
He went back to London to find us a new house.
We never saw him again.
On her thirteenth birthday she fell down the well in our
Aunt's garden and broke her head.
She'd been drinking heavily.
On her recovery her sight
Returned, a fluke of nature everyone said.
That's when she said she'd never blink again.
I would tell her when she started at me,
With her eyes wide and watery,
That they reminded me of the well she fell into.
She liked this, it made her laugh.
She moved in with a gym teacher when she was fifteen,
All muscles he was.
He lost his job when it all came out,
And couldn't get another one.
Not in that kind of small town.
Everybody knew everyone else's business.
My sister would hold her head high, though.
She said she was in love.
They were together for five years until one day he lost his temper.
He hit over the back of the neck with his bullworker.
She lost the use of the right side of her body.
He got three years and was out in fifteen months.
We saw him a while later,
He was coaching a non-league football team in a Cornwall seaside town.
I don't think he recognized her.
My sister had put on a lot of weight from being in a chair all the time.
She'd get me to stick pins
And stub out cigarettes in her right
Hand. She'd laugh like mad
Because it didn't hurt.
Her left hand was pretty
Good though. We'd have arm wrestling matches,
I'd have to use both arms and
She'd still beat me.
We buried her when she was 32.
Me and my Aunt, the vicar, and the man who dug the hole.
She said she didn't want to be cremated
And wanted a cheap coffin so the worms could get to her quickly.
She said she liked the idea of it,
Though I thought it was because of what happened to the cat, and our mum.



All comments from YouTube:

George Iscooking.

Favorite song of all time.

Blixa Rollins

Do you remember my sister?
How many mistakes did she make with those never blinking eyes?
I couldn't work it out.
I swear she could read your mind,
Your life, the depths of your soul at one glance.
Maybe she was stripping herself
Away, saying
Here I am, this is me
I am yours and everything about me, everything you see,
If only you look hard enough
I never could.
Our life was a pillow-fight.
We'd stand there on the quilt,
Our hands clenched ready.
Her with her milky teeth,
So late for her age,
And a Stanley knife in her hand.
She sliced the tires on my bike and I couldn't forgive her.
She went blind at the age of five.
We'd stand at the bedroom window and she'd
Get me to tell her what I saw.
I'd describe the houses opposite, the little
Patch of grass next to the path,
The gate with its rotten hinges forever wedged
Open that Dad was always going to fix.
She'd stand there quiet for a moment.
I thought she was trying to develop the images in her own head.
Then she'd say
I can see little twinkly stars,
Like Christmas tree lights in faraway windows.
Rings of brightly colored rocks
Floating around orange and mustard planets.
I can see huge tiger striped fishes
Chasing tiny blue and yellow dashes,
All tails and fins and bubbles.
I'd look at the gray house opposite, and close the curtains.
She burned down the house when she was ten.
I was away camping with the scouts.
The fireman said she'd been smoking in bed
The old story, I thought.
The cat and our mum died in the flames,
So Dad took us to stay with our Aunt in the country.
He went back to London to find us a new house.
We never saw him again.
On her thirteenth birthday she fell down the well in our
Aunt's garden and broke her head.
She'd been drinking heavily.
On her recovery her sight
Returned, a fluke of nature everyone said.
That's when she said she'd never blink again.
I would tell her when she started at me,
With her eyes wide and watery,
That they reminded me of the well she fell into.
She liked this, it made her laugh.
She moved in with a gym teacher when she was fifteen,
All muscles he was.
He lost his job when it all came out,
And couldn't get another one.
Not in that kind of small town.
Everybody knew everyone else's business.
My sister would hold her head high, though.
She said she was in love.
They were together for five years until one day he lost his temper.
He hit over the back of the neck with his bullworker.
She lost the use of the right side of her body.
He got three years and was out in fifteen months.
We saw him a while later,
He was coaching a non-league football team in a Cornwall seaside town.
I don't think he recognized her.
My sister had put on a lot of weight from being in a chair all the time.
She'd get me to stick pins
And stub out cigarettes in her right
Hand. She'd laugh like mad
Because it didn't hurt.
Her left hand was pretty
Good though. We'd have arm wrestling matches,
I'd have to use both arms and
She'd still beat me.
We buried her when she was 32.
Me and my Aunt, the vicar, and the man who dug the hole.
She said she didn't want to be cremated
And wanted a cheap coffin so the worms could get to her quickly.
She said she liked the idea of it,
Though I thought it was because of what happened to the cat, and our mum.

Muso4001S

Great record, great band!

Dave Daints

"hit her over the back of the neck with his bullworker"
the lyrics for this are fantastic.

CJ Green

"The cat and our mam died in the flames." Potent lyrics :)

Matija Perčec

This song.. it creates such a mood, it's like I've seen a movie of this. Or better yet, it's like I lived through it.

Camilla Watson

LOVE LOVE LOVE it!

lovewalruss

Music and lyrics are terrific.

GuyLiguili

Stunning !

Firework Art

The first time I ever heard this, on BBC R1, back in the 90s, so many people contacted the station before the end of the show they decided to play it again at the end. I can't remember the DJ but I do remember hearing it for the second time and thinking wow. Yes. Just yes.
The only other time I remember this happening was when the superb British Sea Power version of 'I am a Cider Drinker' was aired. That got a second outing too due to people contacting the show.

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