Rising Red Lung
Wilco Lyrics


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I saw a rising red lung
Glisten under the sun
I wonder when it will pop
In the snow
If the melody's a mistake
An embrace at the wake
How long does it take
For us to know

I want a wig that's been blown
By something unknown
Buried under a mile
Of snow

I found a fix for the fits
Come listen to this
As intimate as a kiss
Over a phone
And it goes

I found a fix for the fits
Come listen to this
It's buried under the hiss
It glows
Like a powerful smile
A car radio dial
As intimate as a kiss




Over a phone
And it goes…

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Wilco's song Rising Red Lung can be interpreted as a commentary on the inevitability of death and the transience of life. The "rising red lung" could be interpreted as a symbol of disease, which shines under the sun, represents the rise of illness, and the inevitability of death. The line "I wonder when it will pop in the snow" suggests that the singer is waiting for some kind of catastrophic event or tragedy to occur. The reference to melody being a mistake and an embrace at the wake coupled with the line "how long does it take for us to know" implies a recognition of mortality and the preciousness of life, and also the importance of cherishing things while we still have them.


The lines "I want a wig that's been blown by something unknown buried under a mile of snow" could be interpreted as a desire for a simpler life or the idea of finding something pure and untouched amidst the chaos of the world. The singer claims to have found a fix for the "fits" and the intimacy of that fix is described as being as "intimate as a kiss over a phone" which further emphasizes a desire for human connection and comfort.


Overall, the song seems to be exploring the themes of mortality, desire, and intimacy, all within the context of an uncertain and unpredictable world.


Line by Line Meaning

I saw a rising red lung
I observed an object that resembled a swollen red organ


Glisten under the sun
It shone gleefully under the sun


I wonder when it will pop
I'm curious when it will burst


In the snow
It was surrounded by snow


If the melody's a mistake
If the tune is incorrect


An embrace at the wake
A hug during the funeral service


How long does it take
How much time is needed


For us to know
For us to be aware


I want a wig that's been blown
I desire a hairpiece that's been disheveled by something unknown


By something unknown
By an unidentified force


Buried under a mile
Concealed deep under


Of snow
Within a pile of snow


I found a fix for the fits
I discovered a solution to the seizure-like convulsions


Come listen to this
Come listen to what I found


As intimate as a kiss
As personal and close as a kiss


Over a phone
Even though spoken over a phone


And it goes
And the solution works


It's buried under the hiss
It's buried beneath static noise


It glows
It sparkles and shines


Like a powerful smile
Similar to a robust grin


A car radio dial
Like the station button on a car radio




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Written by: JEFF TWEEDY

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