Members:
Preston Lovinggood: vocals, guitar
Chip Kilpatrick: drums
Taylor Shaw: guitar
Garret Kelly: bass
Tilt
Wild Sweet Orange Lyrics
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Convulcing like you didn't eat
You don't know what's more scary,
Your door open or closed.
"Do I look like a dead body?"
Your jumping jaw asked me (?)
With the funniest smile I've ever seen
Your soul was coming out your eyes.
Fill the floor where I collapse
The walls grow blue and
I'm trying to lift my head.
Now I'm dying in this living room
My stomach turns to sand
Yeah, why do I fight the good times
Like I'm sure that I'll be damned...
And I fear what I've done
Means I've lost what I love
Hardwood floor carry sounds
Carry slow to my ears
It's the words I can't recognize
But I'm trying hard to hear
Cause my eyes can't find the things
That they're looking for down here
And brown leaves are covering
Another wasted day this year.
The lights strung out across the yard
Remind me of a time when I tried
To be a light, ya know, god I try to shine.
But the cross seems so high tonight
And glory I can't find.
Oh could you tilt in so you're leaning down
Or would you pull me back inside...
And I fear what I've done
Means I've lost what I love
So carry me home
To the door beneath the sand.
So carry me home
To the sounds of angel bands
The song "Tilt" by Wild Sweet Orange has a melancholy yet introspective atmosphere to it. It feels like it's the middle of the night, and the singer is struggling with their inner demons, both physically and spiritually. The first verse describes a scene where the singer is in bed, shaking badly as if they haven't eaten. They're scared, unsure whether they should leave the door open or closed to protect themselves. They ask a question, "Do I look like a dead body?" to the person who is with them. It's not clear who the singer is or what they mean by that question. However, the singer seems to show a smile, which is ironic, given their situation. Finally, the line, "Your soul was coming out your eyes," suggests the singer is facing a terrifying, existential crisis.
The chorus expresses the singer's fear that they've lost what they love. The metaphor of "tilt" can mean a variety of things: it could refer to the singer's loss of perspective, their inability to keep their balance, or their descent into madness. The subsequent lines, "So carry me home / To the door beneath the sand," imply a desire for the singer to find salvation or a way back to normalcy. The second verse reinforces the theme of loss, as the singer is struggling to make sense of the world around them. They're inquisitive, trying to understand what's happening, but their eyes and ears are failing them. The brown leaves and wasted day suggest a sense of decay and helplessness. The lights strung out across the yard serve as a reminder of when the singer tried to shine but falls short. The line, "But the cross seems so high tonight," refers to the singer's failure to find God or redemption.
Overall, the song captures the essence of despair and loss, both physically and spiritually. The singer is trying to regain control of their life but is unable to find a way out of their rut.
Line by Line Meaning
You're shaking bad in your sheet
You are shaking in your bed uncontrollably.
Convulcing like you didn't eat
You are convulsing as though you have not eaten anything.
You don't know what's more scary,
You are unsure what is more frightening,
Your door open or closed.
whether your door being open or closed is scarier.
"Do I look like a dead body?"
You question whether you resemble a corpse.
Your jumping jaw asked me (?)
Your mouth is moving uncontrollably as your jaw 'jumps.'
With the funniest smile I've ever seen
You are smiling in a way that looks both comical yet unsettling.
Your soul was coming out your eyes.
Your eyes appear to express the inner feelings of your soul.
Piles of clothes and photographs
There are heaps of clothing and pictures.
Fill the floor where I collapse
The heaps cover the ground where you have fallen.
The walls grow blue and
The walls have a blue hue,
I'm trying to lift my head.
You are attempting to raise your head.
Now I'm dying in this living room
You feel as though you are dying in this room where you live.
My stomach turns to sand
Your stomach feels as if it has turned to sand.
Why do I fight the good times
You question your reluctance to enjoy good moments in life.
Like I'm sure that I'll be damned...
As though you believe that you will be condemned for feeling happy.
And I fear what I've done
You are afraid of your actions,
Means I've lost what I love
As though those actions have caused you to lose someone or something you love.
Hardwood floor carry sounds
The hardwood floor amplifies the noises it carries.
Carry slow to my ears
The sounds are slow in reaching your ears.
It's the words I can't recognize
You are unable to comprehend the words you hear.
But I'm trying hard to hear
Despite the difficulty, you are making an effort to listen.
Cause my eyes can't find the things
You cannot locate what you are looking for with your eyes.
That they're looking for down here
Those things you seek are not within your reach.
And brown leaves are covering
Fallen leaves blanket the ground,
Another wasted day this year.
Once again, today feels like a wasted day.
The lights strung out across the yard
Strings of lights are hung up in the yard.
Remind me of a time when I tried
They evoke memories from a past when you made an attempt,
To be a light, ya know, god I try to shine.
To be a beacon of hope to others, but you struggle to do so.
But the cross seems so high tonight
You feel that the burdens you carry are too heavy and insurmountable.
And glory I can't find.
You are unable to find anything that makes you feel positive.
Oh could you tilt in so you're leaning down
You request that someone lean forward to speak with you.
Or would you pull me back inside...
Or perhaps you would prefer to be led back inside.
And I fear what I've done
You are afraid of your actions,
Means I've lost what I love
As though those actions have caused you to lose someone or something you love.
So carry me home
You ask to be carried home,
To the door beneath the sand.
To the doorway covered with sand.
So carry me home
You ask to be carried home,
To the sounds of angel bands
To the sounds of an angelic chorus.
Contributed by Hailey N. Suggest a correction in the comments below.