You Are My Face
Wilco Lyrics


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I remember my mother's
Sister's husband's brother
Working in the goldmine full time
Filling in for sunshine

Filing into tight lines, ordinary beehives
The door screams, "I hate you, hate you hanging 'round my blue jeans."
Why is there no breeze?
No currency of leaves?
No current through the water while
No feelings I can see

I trust no emotion
I believe in locomotion
That turn to rust as we discuss
Though I must have let you down too many times
In the dirt and the dust

I have no idea how this happens
All of my maps have been overwrote
Happenstance has changed my plans
So many times my heart has been outgrown
Now everybody's feeling all alone
Can't tell you who I am
When everybody's feeling all alone
Can't tell you who I am

I am looking forward
Towards the shadows, chasing bones
Our face is stitched in sewing
Our houses hemmed into homes

Trying to be thankful
Our stories fit into phones
Our voices lift so easily




A gift given accidentally
When we're not sure we're not alone

Overall Meaning

The first verse of "You Are My Face" by Wilco sets the tone for the entire song, exploring themes of loneliness, disconnection, and the decay of time. The image of a man working in a gold mine, "filling in for sunshine," suggests a life of toil and drudgery, where the promise of riches is always just out of reach. The second line, referring to the man's relationship to the singer's family, implies a sense of distance and estrangement, as if the singer is observing this man from afar, unable to fully connect with him. The subsequent lines, "Filing into tight lines, ordinary beehives / The door screams, 'I hate you, hate you hanging 'round my blue jeans'," paint a picture of a harsh, oppressive environment, with no room for individuality or creativity. The "blue jeans" may represent a symbol of freedom or rebellion, rejected by the rigid conformity of the mine.


The chorus continues the theme of isolation and disillusionment, with lines like "No feelings I can see / I trust no emotion / I believe in locomotion / That turn to rust as we discuss." The idea of emotions turning to rust suggests a sense of decay and corrosion, as if the singer's capacity for feeling has been eroded by time and experience. The emphasis on "locomotion" reinforces this theme, suggesting a desperate need to keep moving and stay ahead of the decay.


The second verse takes a more introspective turn, with lines like "I have no idea how this happens / All of my maps have been overwrote / Happenstance has changed my plans." Here, the singer seems to be grappling with the sense of loss and disorientation that can come with age and experience. The final lines of the song, "Our voices lift so easily / A gift given accidentally / When we're not sure we're not alone," suggest a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness, as if the act of connecting with others, even accidentally or unknowingly, can provide solace in a world that often feels hostile and indifferent.


Line by Line Meaning

I remember my mother's
The singer is recalling a distant memory of someone who had a connection to their family


Sister's husband's brother
This person was not directly related to the singer but was connected to them through marriage


Working in the goldmine full time
This person was employed in a dangerous and difficult occupation


Filling in for sunshine
Despite the difficult working conditions, this person had to find substitutes for the joys of life that were missing from being underground


Filing into tight lines, ordinary beehives
The artist is using a metaphor to describe the monotony and uniformity of everyday life


The door screams, "I hate you, hate you hanging 'round my blue jeans."
The singer seems to be personifying a door that they have a negative association with


Why is there no breeze?
The singer seems to be questioning the stillness of their environment


No currency of leaves?
The artist is describing an absence of foliage or natural beauty around them


No current through the water while
The artist is noting a lack of motion in their immediate surroundings


No feelings I can see
The artist is unable to sense any emotion in their current situation


I trust no emotion
The singer lacks confidence in their own feelings and acknowledges that emotions can be misleading


I believe in locomotion
The artist places greater trust in physical movement and action


That turn to rust as we discuss
The singer is acknowledging that ideas and plans often become irrelevant or ineffective over time


Though I must have let you down too many times
The singer is reflecting on their past mistakes and feels that they have disappointed someone important to them


In the dirt and the dust
This line seems to be a continuation of the previous line, suggesting that the singer's mistakes are now a part of their history


I have no idea how this happens
The artist is expressing confusion and a lack of understanding about their current situation


All of my maps have been overwrote
The artist's plans have been disrupted or changed, rendering their previous preparations useless


Happenstance has changed my plans
The singer is attributing the changes in their situation to chance or coincidence


So many times my heart has been outgrown
The singer appears to be expressing disappointment or heartache over people or situations that have moved beyond their influence or control


Now everybody's feeling all alone
The artist seems to be making an observation about the collective isolation of many individuals


Can't tell you who I am
The artist feels lost or uncertain about their own identity


I am looking forward
The artist is trying to remain optimistic despite their difficulties


Towards the shadows, chasing bones
This line has an ambiguous meaning that suggests either a sense of purpose or a futile pursuit


Our face is stitched in sewing
The artist is reflecting on the role of technology in society and the way it can be used to create a sense of connection


Our houses hemmed into homes
The singer is using an analogy to describe the process of creating a sense of belonging and personal identity


Trying to be thankful
The singer is making an effort to cultivate gratitude and appreciation despite their struggles


Our stories fit into phones
The singer is commenting on the way that technology has changed the way we interact and share our experiences with others


Our voices lift so easily
The artist is describing the ability of technology to facilitate communication and connection


A gift given accidentally
The artist seems to be suggesting that technology has an unintended, accidental impact on society


When we're not sure we're not alone
The singer is emphasizing the importance of social connection and the insecurity people feel when they lack it




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Written by: JEFF TWEEDY, NELS COURTNEY CLINE

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Comments from YouTube:

Eduardo Ramirez

no one will ever understand how important this song is to me

Mike Mauzey

It touches me in a way I can't or won't explain.

Maxim Vandaele

@Daniel Perugini (still waiting)

John Byrnes

" I have no idea how Wilco keeps being so creative and intuitive with there music so much intelligence and beautiful art. Thanks WILCO !

Ron B

The last verse is one of Wilco's best, especially comparison of why we sing with why birds do.

jonasgi

This is absolutely wonderful!

Jose Rodriguez

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Maxim Vandaele

This song is so much feelings every single time

Peter Cakebread

So damn good

Albert Borrell

Incredible <3

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