SMALL TALK
UltraÃsta Lyrics
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Won't you
Don't wanna feed the nightmare
Sharp memory talks
I hear around the room
Don't wanna hear no more
Hear no more from you
Stop with the small talk
Won't you
I don't wanna hear the nightmare
Sharp memory talks
I hear around the room
Don't wanna hear no more
Hear no more from you
And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for
But if you haven't gone back
How can you start again
This south island
Is thorn apart
But I'm stuck in it
For this time
When I breath
Does it show that the more I learn
The less I know
Is not enough to crawl back
Because you have to realize
That if you choose to start again
You gonna leave me mid-air
And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for
And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for
Stop with the small talk
Won't you
Don't wanna feed the nightmare
Sharp memory talks
I hear around the room
Don't wanna hear no more
Hear no more from you
And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for
And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for
This south island
Is thorn apart
But I'm stuck in it
For this time
When I breath
Does it show that the more I learn
The less I know
The lyrics of Ultraísta's song "Smalltalk" seem to be speaking to someone who is engaging in meaningless conversations or small talk that is not serving any purpose. The singer wants the person to stop indulging in these conversations because they only serve to bring about nightmarish thoughts. The person's sharp memory also seems to be the culprit for creating these thoughts, and the singer wants no part of it anymore.
The lyrics point to a sense of frustration with the daily routine and the people in it. The mention of the South Island and being stuck there indicate a sense of being trapped and unable to escape. The line "the more I learn, the less I know" is a common expression of the idea that the more we learn about the world, the more we realize how little we actually understand.
The overall message of the song seems to be about the need for deeper connections and conversations that actually serve a purpose. The small talk and meaningless conversations only serve to create a sense of anxiety and hopelessness. The singer wants to move beyond the superficial and into something more meaningful.
Line by Line Meaning
Stop with the small talk
Won't you
Don't wanna feed the nightmare
Please refrain from making inconsequential conversation, as it only adds to my existing stress and problems
Sharp memory talks
I hear around the room
Don't wanna hear no more
Hear no more from you
I am tired of hearing others gossiping and spreading rumors, particularly those that have a negative impact on my life
And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for
It appears that you are no longer able to handle the consequences of your actions and decisions
But if you haven't gone back
How can you start again
You cannot move on and begin anew if you are still holding onto the past and have not taken the necessary steps towards change
This south island
Is thorn apart
But I'm stuck in it
For this time
There are many problems and difficulties in my current situation, but I am unable to leave it at the moment
When I breath
Does it show that the more I learn
The less I know
Learning new things only emphasizes to me how little I actually know and how vast the world truly is
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, BMG Rights Management
Written by: GUS SEYFFERT, LAURA BETTINSON, NIGEL GODRICH, JOEY WARONKER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@randyangel9412
Lyrics
Stop with the small talk
Won't you
Don't wanna feed the nightmare
Sharp memory talks
I hear around the room
Don't wanna hear no more
Hear no more from you
Stop with the small talk
Won't you
I don't wanna hear the nightmare
Sharp memory talks
I hear around the room
Don't wanna hear no more
Hear no more from you
And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for
But if you haven't gone back
How can you start again
This south island
Is thorn apart
But I'm stuck in it
For this time
When I breath
Does it show that the more I learn
The less I know
Is not enough to crawl back
Because you have to realise
That if you choose to start again
You gonna leave me mid-air
And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for
And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for
Stop with the small talk
Won't you
Don't wanna feed the nightmare
Sharp memory talks
I hear around the room
Don't wanna hear no more
Hear no more from you
And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for
And you no longer seem to cope
With what you ask for
This south island
Is thorn apart
But I'm stuck in it
For this time
When I breath
Does it show that the more I learn
The less I know
@GreenGrassOfTunnels
I can imagine thom singing this.
@prionyx.
how calming is it 🤍
@SuperiFox
Thanks Nigel. Thanks for being so damn cool.
@SNNS-nq5zg
Favorite song
@symersion
This song has mesmerized me! What a heavenly voice she got
@ThomasFisher12
Not just the voice, both Nigel Godrich and Kieren Hebden are geniuses, and Joey Waronker just has an amazing style.
@pilotpat86
Sounds fantastic! Laura Bettinson is beautiful.
@garylgordon1874
I just became aware of this group. I must say I am taken aback in time so to speak; it gives me eerie flashbacks to the mid - late 1970's when I first heard Kraftwerk. I am frustrated to find out that they were in Los Angeles last year; alas I am always the last to know it seems. But in any event I am aware of them now thanks to Socrates; searching for some of his writings a reference to this popped up; glad my curiosity hasn't waned in older age.I think Socrates would approve!
@heavenlybent
I can't get over it song. It's absolutely gorgeous. Nigel and gang: please give us more.
@W3R3W00F
I really like this song. Nice, easy flow; nice, simple voice; nice Indie vibe. Kind of feels like I've been sucked into a time warp and sent back to the 80s. Just the way it feels to me. Also, that ending C chord was divine. Less importantly, yes: I'm here because of Pitchfork. So, thank you, Ultraísta, and thank you, Pitchfork.