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Ashe Austin O'Hara - Vox
Mitch Ramsay - Guitar
Scott Lockhart - Drums & Sampling
Dale Gorham - Bass
Josh Galloway - Guitar
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Meteorites
Voices From The Fuselage Lyrics
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a safe grip, a smooth path - the ground on which, i roam.
the right hand, a splendour - am i a man of god?
segregated from the hopeless common thought.
we venture through nature, oblivion and awe.
drowning in the fear that we can't escape this shore.
if we can't live together then we will die alone.
separated from our only form of hope.
i wake unscathed and breathing. my whereabouts unknown.
you bore such misery. then you gave it all to me. what is your next bequest?
your vision's off, your misled delusions. (why am i not surprised)
and soon you'll see we're not the enemy.
lavish in these words you may not understand.
who could've predicted that this would be our bitter end.
miracle occurred - the chance is sickly thin,
between the bruises and contusions that rest on our skin.
we cleared the ocean deep, thrown downward from the sky,
but the sensation of a pull encourages the 'why?'.
the walls are ripped apart, the fumes have met the flames,
and the resistance of the flooding wind keeps them at bay.
i hear caucophany a clamour of a fear,
a fear that wracks somebody's every nerve beyond a tear.
the turbulence is fierce, as it exacerbates,
and i begin to witness everything about my fate.
as all my senses fade, despite my own protest,
the tunnel vision in the corner of my eye defects.
my fingertips are numb. i cannot hear the blight,
and with this atrophy is blinding absence of light.
have i lost you in a world of danger? have you forgotten me?
am i a stranger in a strange land calling for a reason?
longing, forgiven - taking my last stand.
your vision's off, your misled delusions. (why am i not surprised)
and soon you'll see we're not the enemy.
break my fall, or risk it all.
i can see your ulterior motives,
breaking down the walls.
i can see the goodness feed you,
as the darkness envelops me.
i have no way of changing this trajectory
"Meteorites" by Voices From the Fuselage is a song that highlights the human condition and our position in the universe. The first chorus describes the split in the singer's mind, with their left-hand channel scepticism, and the right endorsing some sort of faith. Their journey takes them through remarkable experiences and emotions of wonderment and disgust, as they pass through deep waters and resist the flooding wind. The second chorus describes a divergence of vision, where our protagonist's partner once held impossible beliefs in juxtaposition with a feasible reality. The song ends with the dual last line "break my fall, or risk it all," which gives a sense of a final plea to another person.
The song is written figuratively, drawing from the metaphor of meteorites, which speaks to the few moments when something profound happens, in this case, the collapse of the sky. The meaning of the song differs depending on the listener's perspective, but it can be inferred that it speaks to our defeatist attitudes on missed chances in life, and the role of all our place in relationships.
Line by Line Meaning
the science, the left hand - the cynic of my soul
The rational part of myself is guarded and skeptical.
a safe grip, a smooth path - the ground on which, i roam.
I have a steady and comfortable life, but it may lack excitement.
the right hand, a splendour - am i a man of god?
Despite feeling content, I question my spiritual beliefs and purpose.
segregated from the hopeless common thought.
I feel different from and disconnected from the masses.
we venture through nature, oblivion and awe.
We explore the world with a sense of wonder and curiosity.
drowning in the fear that we can't escape this shore.
We are overwhelmed by the fear that we are trapped and cannot escape our current situation.
if we can't live together then we will die alone.
Unity and cooperation are necessary for our survival.
separated from our only form of hope.
Our hope has been taken away or is out of reach.
i wake unscathed and breathing. my whereabouts unknown.
I have survived a traumatic event, but I am disoriented and lost.
you bore such misery. then you gave it all to me. what is your next bequest?
You have inflicted pain and suffering upon me, and I wonder what else you have in store for me.
your vision's off, your misled delusions. (why am i not surprised)
You have a distorted view of reality, and it does not surprise me.
and soon you'll see we're not the enemy.
You will realize that we are not the ones you should be fighting against.
lavish in these words you may not understand.
I am expressing myself in language that you may not comprehend or appreciate.
who could've predicted that this would be our bitter end.
This situation has ended in a negative and unpleasant way, and it was not foreseen.
miracle occurred - the chance is sickly thin,
We have witnessed a rare and unlikely event, but it was a close call and not something to rely on.
between the bruises and contusions that rest on our skin.
We bear physical wounds from our experiences.
we cleared the ocean deep, thrown downward from the sky,
We have traversed great distances and overcome obstacles, even when it seemed impossible.
but the sensation of a pull encourages the 'why?'.
Despite our accomplishments, we still question the reasons behind our struggles and hardships.
the walls are ripped apart, the fumes have met the flames,
Things have fallen apart, and danger is present.
and the resistance of the flooding wind keeps them at bay.
We are actively fighting against or trying to avoid the danger.
i hear caucophany a clamour of a fear,
I am surrounded by loud and unsettling sounds of panic and terror.
a fear that wracks somebody's every nerve beyond a tear.
The fear is so intense that it affects someone physically and emotionally.
the turbulence is fierce, as it exacerbates,
The chaos and destruction are intensifying, worsening the situation.
and i begin to witness everything about my fate.
I start to understand how my future may play out.
as all my senses fade, despite my own protest,
I am losing my ability to perceive and react to what is happening, even though I do not want to.
the tunnel vision in the corner of my eye defects.
My peripheral vision is failing and distorting.
my fingertips are numb. i cannot hear the blight,
I am losing my sense of touch and my hearing is impaired.
and with this atrophy is blinding absence of light.
As my physical and sensory abilities deteriorate, I am left in complete darkness.
have i lost you in a world of danger? have you forgotten me?
Are you no longer there for me in this dangerous world? Have you abandoned me?
am i a stranger in a strange land calling for a reason?
I feel like an outsider in this unfamiliar place and am searching for a purpose or answer.
longing, forgiven - taking my last stand.
Despite my struggles and suffering, I still have hope and am ready to fight until the end.
break my fall, or risk it all.
I need your help to avoid disaster or I will be in danger of losing everything.
i can see your ulterior motives, breaking down the walls.
I am aware of your hidden intentions, and you are tearing down the barriers between us.
i can see the goodness feed you, as the darkness envelops me.
You seem to be benefiting from doing good, while I am consumed by darkness and negativity.
i have no way of changing this trajectory.
I am unable to alter the course of events.
Contributed by Jordyn J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.