Real Live Version
Voxtrot Lyrics


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Love, spread out like seeds
Somebody walked away from landscape poverty
I came to find you
I came to see the beauty underway
That bloomed love, energy
And it turns around like you
And it turns around like me
Into something new
But the only thing I see

I see you, I see you
I see you, always struggling
To find some gentle song
Some mode of simple trust
and ways to understand
These reaching orchards
Of broken fame
Grown deep inside of us
By forced and troubled hands

I see you, I see you
I see you, always struggling
I see you, I see you
I see you, always struggling

To find the sun
Reaching down through shadowed brush (?)
Breaking off the bitter branch
Twisted roots like tans (?)
Dreams of all these spotlit kings (?)
Drinking up the light
Like California redwoods
Splitting up the night

And it turns around like you
And it turns around like me
All the talking we could do
Oh if only we could be
A real life version of you
A real life version of you
And a real life version of me
A real life version of me

I see you, I see you
I see you, always struggling




I see you, I see you
I see you, always struggling

Overall Meaning

In the song "Real Live Version" by Voxtrot, the lyrics describe the struggle to find love and beauty in a world full of poverty and brokenness. The opening line, "Love, spread out like seeds," implies that love is something that can be spread and grown, much like the seeds of a plant. However, the next line, "Somebody walked away from landscape poverty," suggests that this world is not always conducive to nurturing love and beauty. Despite this, the singer has come to find the person they are addressing in the song and to appreciate the "beauty underway" that has bloomed from "love, energy."


The chorus, which repeats the line "I see you, always struggling," portrays the idea that even in the midst of beauty and love, there is still a struggle to find meaning and understanding in life. The singer sees their counterpart's struggles to "find some gentle song" and to comprehend the "reaching orchards of broken fame," which are metaphors for the difficulties that people face in life. The image of "forced and troubled hands" suggests that these struggles are often imposed upon us by external circumstances.


The song ends with a plea for connection and understanding, as the singer longs to be a "real life version" of the person they are addressing. This desire for authenticity and genuine connection is a recurring theme in many of Voxtrot's songs.


Line by Line Meaning

Love, spread out like seeds
Love has been scattered over a vast area like seeds


Somebody walked away from landscape poverty
Someone left a poor area behind


I came to find you
I came to locate you


I came to see the beauty underway
I wanted to appreciate the beauty that is present


That bloomed love, energy
The love and energy blossomed


And it turns around like you
Everything rotates like you do


And it turns around like me
Everything rotates like I do


Into something new
It transforms into something fresh


But the only thing I see
The only thing I can see


I see you, I see you
I can see you


I see you, always struggling
I see that you are always having difficulties


To find some gentle song
To find a soothing tune


Some mode of simple trust
A way to have simple trust


and ways to understand
And ways to comprehend


These reaching orchards
These expanding gardens


Of broken fame
Of fame that is in ruins


Grown deep inside of us
Embedded deeply within us


By forced and troubled hands
As a result of imposition and hardship


To find the sun
To search for the sunlight


Reaching down through shadowed brush (?)
Penetrating through the dark foliage


Breaking off the bitter branch
Breaking away from something unpleasant


Twisted roots like tans (?)
Contorted roots like tans


Dreams of all these spotlit kings (?)
Dreams of all the famous people being highlighted


Drinking up the light
Absorbing the light


Like California redwoods
Like the tall trees found in California


Splitting up the night
Bringing the night to an end


All the talking we could do
All the conversations we could have


Oh if only we could be
If only we could be


A real life version of you
A version of you that exists in real life


A real life version of me
A version of me that exists in real life


I see you, I see you
I can see you


I see you, always struggling
I see that you are always having difficulties




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