Yeasayer released their second studio album, Odd Blood, in February 2010, featuring more pop music influences than earlier work. The band revealed that the album came out of a massive acid trip in New Zealand. Peter Gabriel’s drummer Jerry Marotta helped to record Odd Blood in an upstate New York studio packed with rare synths and percussion instruments from around the globe to create the characteristic worldbeat sound of the album.
Yeasayer released their third studio album, Fragrant World, in August 2012. According to the Fingers Never Bleed Songfacts, it was named after a track that didn't make the new album's final cut.
Yeasayer officially announced its dissolution on December 19, 2019.
2080
Yeasayer Lyrics
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I can't sleep when I think about the future I was born into
Outsiders dressed up like Sunday morning
With no Berlin wall what the hell you gonna do
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
In 2080 I'll surely be dead
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
And the moon shines bright on the water tonight
So we won't drown in the summer sound
If you find me I'll be sitting by the water fountain
Picket signs, letdowns, meltdown on Monday morning
But it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
'Cause in no time, they'll be gone, I guess I'll still be standing here
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
In 2080 I'll surely be dead
So don't look ahead, ever look ahead
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
And the moon shines bright on the water tonight
So we won't drown in the summer sound
Yeah, yeah, we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers
Yeah, you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests
Yeah, yeah, we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers
Yeah, you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
In 2080 I'll surely be dead
So don't look ahead, ever look ahead
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
And the moon shines bright on the water tonight
So we won't drown in the summer sound
Yeah, yeah, we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers
Yeah, you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests
Yeah, yeah, we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers
Yeah, you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests
The lyrics in "2080" by Yeasayer appear to reflect the apprehension and uncertainty of the future, offering a view of both the current societal landscape and an imagined future. The song's opening lines, "I can't sleep when I think about the times we're living in / I can't sleep when I think about the future I was born into" convey a sense of anxiety about the present and future. The song offers a bleak perspective, as the singer claims that in 2080 they will surely be dead, urging others not to look ahead. The chorus offers a hopeful sentiment with its repetition of "It's a new year, I'm glad to be here / It's a fresh spring, so let's sing," but this optimism appears to be fleeting.
The middle section of the song offers a somewhat surreal narrative, with imagery of outsiders dressed up like Sunday morning, sitting by a water fountain, picket signs, and twenty-one sons marrying daughters. The lines "And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us / We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests" offer a strange but potentially hopeful idea that pain can be transformed into a form of success or recognition. Overall, the lyrics of "2080" suggest a complex mix of anxiety, hope, and surreal imagery that reflects the complicated and uncertain nature of contemporary life.
Line by Line Meaning
I can't sleep when I think about the times we're living in
The current state of the world keeps me up at night
I can't sleep when I think about the future I was born into
The uncertainty of what's to come makes it hard to sleep
Outsiders dressed up like Sunday morning
People who don't truly belong trying to fit in
With no Berlin wall what the hell you gonna do
Without a clear enemy, what is there to fight against?
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
Grateful for a fresh start
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
Celebrating the renewal of life
In 2080 I'll surely be dead
Acknowledging the inevitability of death
So don't look ahead, ever look ahead
Live in the moment and don't worry about the future
And the moon shines bright on the water tonight
Appreciation for the beauty of nature
So we won't drown in the summer sound
Avoiding getting lost in distractions
If you find me I'll be sitting by the water fountain
A hopeful invitation to connect with each other
Picket signs, letdowns, meltdown on Monday morning
The struggles of daily life and disappointment in society
But it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
Optimistic attitude towards overcoming challenges
'Cause in no time, they'll be gone, I guess I'll still be standing here
Belief that struggles will eventually pass but one's resilience will remain
Yeah, yeah, we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers
Mocking the idea of chasing unrealistic dreams
Yeah, you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters
Sarcasm towards traditional and outdated values
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us
Leaving behind emotional baggage from the past
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests
Taking the pain and turning it into something to showcase, while still acknowledging it
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Anand Mathew Wilder, Christopher E Keating, Ira Wolf Tuton
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@Noyoustupidfuck
I can't sleep when I think about the times we're living in
I can't sleep when I think about the future I was born into
Outsiders dressed up like Sunday morning
With no Berlin wall what the hell you gonna do
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
In 2080 I'll surely be dead
So don't look ahead, ever look ahead
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
And the moon shines bright on the water tonight
So we won't drown in the summer sound
If you find me I'll be sitting by the water fountain
Picket signs, letdowns, meltdown on Monday morning
But it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
'Cause in no time, they'll be gone, I guess I'll still be standing here
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
In 2080 I'll surely be dead
So don't look ahead, ever look ahead
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
And the moon shines bright on the water tonight
So we won't drown in the summer sound
Yeah, yeah, we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers
Yeah, you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests
Yeah, yeah, we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers
Yeah, you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
In 2080 I'll surely be dead
So don't look ahead, ever look ahead
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
And the moon shines bright on the water tonight
So we won't drown in the summer sound
Yeah, yeah, we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers
Yeah, you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests
Yeah, yeah, we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers
Yeah, you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests
@gabicsuha9319
This is criminally underrated.
@MasterElephand
yes it is. it's sad because it's a fantastic song!
@tarokeefe7722
+Gabi Csuha ola
@henriquergarcia
Not only as music but as a truth about global reality
@michaeldevincentiis2548
There is a difference between unknown and underrated. Underrated means that they're known but not appreciated. Unknown leaves the potential for future appreciation. With enough of us talking about it, we can actualize that appreciation.
@1mafla
Annyira egyetértek ezzel :D
@bocagoodtimes1460
Just heard this song for the first time! Mr. Harrigan's Phone
@EddieMarkeyIV
2023, only 57 years left!
@shadai2929
2020 listening this! Only 60 years left.
@JimHaderon
At the rate things are going, I'm actually starting to doubt if any of us will make it to 2080, lmao.