Industry
Waxwing Lyrics


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You are not alone my brother
I have always been with you,
Have we eaten something deadly
Something poisonous consumed.
I just longed for days that were simple
When books still held the golden keys,
But I know that to be an illusion
Know that they were never that way.
I'm not a God Damn machine man
I've got two arms and two eyes,
Guess this is what we lost sight of
Swallowed it with no reply.
Will what this world's made of me
Bring only venting of hatred on my family
Fruit of my labor the desecration of everything sacred to me.
Victims of this great temper, the pent up frustration living has buried in me,
Brought down upon the ones that I love and those who I sing these songs for.
I just long for days that were simple
When books still held the golden keys,
But I know that to be an illusion
Know that they were never that way.
It's been years since I screamed out at the sky
Like my father, a choice to make the decision was mine
Every son can blame this.
I'm not that man, drop it repeat,
It's not what happens it's how it's dealt with.
Your not that man drop it repeat
There's only so much that's in our hands.
The casing for this powerful spirit
Tires but is strengthened by what's been put before
Everyone must spend their due time
Feeling sick, so sick inside




There's a certain sense of violence
In the way a family takes place.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Waxwing's song Industry speak to the struggles of living in a world where everything seems complicated and confusing. The first stanza provides an image of two brothers who are together but are questioning if they have consumed something deadly, whether it be literal or metaphorical. The use of poisonous imagery suggests that something is wrong, and that something is causing the brothers to feel out of place. The next stanza reveals that the singer is longing for simpler days when books held the golden keys to knowledge, and when things were much easier to understand. As a listener, one could interpret "books still held the golden keys" to mean that knowledge was once revered and respected, and that people once valued education differently.


However, the singer admits that his longing for the past is an illusion, and that things were never that way. The lyrics shift to the present, and the singer seems to express his discontent with the world, the fact that he is not a "God Damn machine man", and that the world has swallowed him whole with no reply. The singer also expresses frustration that his family is likely to be the ones who will bear the brunt of his work, which nowadays is only fruit of his labor and desecration of everything sacred. The following stanzas talk about the sense of violence that a family takes on, and how hard living can be. The singer admits that he has felt sick inside for a long time, and that everybody has to spend their fair share of time feeling sick. In the end, he finds solace in repeating that we are not the men that our fathers were and that it's not what happens, but how we deal with it.


Line by Line Meaning

You are not alone my brother
I have always been there for you and will continue to do so.


Have we eaten something deadly Something poisonous consumed.
Have we been influenced by something dangerous, which has affected our decisions?


I just longed for days that were simple When books still held the golden keys, But I know that to be an illusion Know that they were never that way.
I crave for the times when knowledge was pure and easily accessible, but the reality was always different.


I'm not a God Damn machine man I've got two arms and two eyes, Guess this is what we lost sight of Swallowed it with no reply.
I am not a machine, but sometimes we forget our humanity and let ourselves get consumed by work without realizing it.


Will what this world's made of me Bring only venting of hatred on my family Fruit of my labor the desecration of everything sacred to me.
I fear that the world has transformed me into a person who will only bring negativity to my loved ones and destroy everything that I hold sacred.


Victims of this great temper, the pent up frustration living has buried in me, Brought down upon the ones that I love and those who I sing these songs for.
I have been a victim of my own anger and frustration, which has caused me to hurt the people I care about, including my fans.


It's been years since I screamed out at the sky Like my father, a choice to make the decision was mine Every son can blame this.
I have struggled with making choices, and although it has been years since I last yelled in frustration like my father, I still acknowledge that every son can blame this confusion on their father.


I'm not that man, drop it repeat, It's not what happens it's how it's dealt with. Your not that man drop it repeat There's only so much that's in our hands.
I am not that same person who let my frustration control my actions, we must learn to deal with our problems instead of letting them control us.


The casing for this powerful spirit Tires but is strengthened by what's been put before Everyone must spend their due time Feeling sick, so sick inside
Our bodies may weaken, but our spirit is fed by our past experiences, and everyone must face their own internal struggles.


There's a certain sense of violence In the way a family takes place.
Family dynamics can be violent and full of conflict, even when everyone involved loves each other.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ADRIAN BELEW, ANTHONY CHARLES LEVIN, ROBERT FRIPP, WILLIAM SCOTT BRUFORD

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