Since I Saw Vienna
Wilbur Lyrics
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Adorned with patches of places you've been
Is nothing on my khaki coat I got from a roadside
When I was sixteen
My boots are from airports, my backpack's from friends
I'm not a man of substance
Or so I'll pretend
To be a wanderer, wandering
Behind hostels and restaurant bins
The roads are my home as horizon's my target
If I keep on moving I'll never lose sight of it
Treating my memory of you like a fire
Let it burn out
Don't fight it
Try to move on
It's been sixty weeks since I saw Vienna
A bandage and a wide smile slapped across my face
I'll pick up my hiking boots when I am ready
And I'll put down my roots when I'm dead
The distance is futile
Come on don't be hasty
You'll get that feeling deep inside your bones
I'll be gone then
For when you
Must be
Alone
The lyrics of Wilbur's song "Since I Saw Vienna" describe a man who has embraced a nomadic lifestyle and is constantly on the move. He compares his travels to the possessions he carries with him, stating that he has no personal attachments to material things. The man in the song uses the act of traveling as a way to forget about his past, including memories of a previous relationship. He feels that constantly moving forward will help him forget about his past and move on.
The song is filled with powerful imagery that serves to illustrate the feelings of the singer. The lines "I'll put down my roots when I'm dead" and "The roads are my home as horizon's my target" create vivid descriptions of the singer's lifestyle. Additionally, the line "Treating my memory of you like a fire, let it burn out" shows the singer's desire to let go of his past relationship and move on with his life.
Line by Line Meaning
The cute bomber jacket you've had since sixth form
Your jacket is nice, but it's not as important as the things that matter to me when I'm traveling.
Adorned with patches of places you've been
You've decorated your jacket with patches from places you've been, which is a nice touch.
Is nothing on my khaki coat I got from a roadside
But my coat, which I got from a roadside, is more practical and reminds me of my travels.
My boots are from airports, my backpack's from friends
I don't have material possessions that I care about, but my boots and backpack hold sentimental value to me.
I'm not a man of substance
I don't have a lot of material possessions or wealth.
Or so I'll pretend
But I pretend to be comfortable with my lifestyle.
To be a wanderer, wandering
I enjoy traveling and wandering aimlessly.
Leaving ascetic belongings
I don't have many possessions, and what I have is modest and practical.
Behind hostels and restaurant bins
I often leave my belongings behind in cheap accommodations and dumpsters outside restaurants.
The roads are my home as horizon's my target
I consider the roads my home, and I'm always looking forward to new destinations and experiences.
If I keep on moving I'll never lose sight of it
As long as I keep traveling, I'll never lose sight of my goals and dreams.
Treating my memory of you like a fire
I acknowledge our past relationship, yet I'm trying to move on and let go of you.
Let it burn out
I'm letting go of the memories of our relationship and moving on.
Don't fight it
I know it's difficult to let go, but it's the best thing for me.
Try to move on
I'm trying to move on and start fresh without you.
It's been sixty weeks since I saw Vienna
It's been over a year since I last visited Vienna.
A bandage and a wide smile slapped across my face
I'm doing my best to move forward with a positive attitude, despite the pain of our breakup.
I'll pick up my hiking boots when I am ready
I'll resume traveling when I'm ready to start fresh.
And I'll put down my roots when I'm dead
I don't plan on settling down and starting a stable life anytime soon.
The distance is futile
The distance between us is no longer important to me now that I'm moving on.
Come on don't be hasty
Don't rush into things, take your time.
You'll get that feeling deep inside your bones
You'll know when you're ready to move on and start fresh.
I'll be gone then
By the time you're ready to move on, I'll already be gone.
For when you
Because you
Must be
Need to be
Alone
Independent and without attachment to me.
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: William Gold
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