Pusher
alt - j Lyrics
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Please wait by the line
And you know dispersive prisms rainbow
But my native optimism isn't broken by the light
The idea of life without company fell suddenly
It crashed through the ceiling on me
And pinned me to the pine
Will crush bones to oil in time
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
I pull the weight towards me
And I lack the zest of a lemon, looking forward
Unless I have a woman pushing me
A canopy of red-billed quelea
Passed over the blue
A five hour flock, not one dives down
To tell you the truth
As night falls, a quelea crawls
And whispers on his last wings
So abundant are we, left alone I shall be
But a waited phone never rings
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
I pull the weight towards me
And I lack the zest of a lemon, looking forward
Unless I have a woman pushing me
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
We could hold hands for fifteen minutes in the sauna
We could hold hands for a pool length under water
I can push and pull
Her
If you're willing to wait for the love of your life
Please wait by the line
In "Pusher" by Alt-J, the singer is deliberating on the idea of waiting for love. The opening verse speaks of waiting by the line for this love. The second verse, however, speaks of the dread and fear of having to spend one's life without a partner, which is compared to being crushed by layers of hope and doubt. The chorus speaks of the essential push and pull in any relationship, wondering if one is more of the former or the latter, and how one needs both to survive. The fact that the singer feels like a lemon reflects his lack of enthusiasm when looking to the future without that one special person who pushes him.
Line by Line Meaning
If you're willing to wait for the love of your life
If you are patient enough to wait for your true love to come along
Please wait by the line
Then wait for them, rather than searching for love elsewhere
And you know dispersive prisms rainbow
You have seen how rainbows are formed by refracting light through a prism
But my native optimism isn't broken by the light
But despite seeing how things can be broken down into their basic elements, my inherent optimism remains unshaken
The idea of life without company fell suddenly
The thought of being alone in life suddenly hit me
It crashed through the ceiling on me
It hit me hard like a physical object breaking through the ceiling
And pinned me to the pine
And left me feeling trapped and helpless
And layer upon layer of hope and doubt
And as time passes, my feelings continue to be conflicted with both hope and doubt
Will crush bones to oil in time
Which will eventually wear me down and break me
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
Do you take charge and push for what you want, or do you wait for things to come to you?
I pull the weight towards me
I am the type to wait for things to come to me
And I lack the zest of a lemon, looking forward
And I don't have a particular passion or drive to move forward without someone else's help
Unless I have a woman pushing me
Unless I have a woman by my side to motivate and support me
A canopy of red-billed quelea
A large flock of red-billed quelea birds
Passed over the blue
Flew over the sky
A five hour flock, not one dives down
They flew for five hours straight without stopping
To tell you the truth
To be honest
As night falls, a quelea crawls
As night comes, one of the birds falls to the ground
And whispers on his last wings
And makes a final, dying sound before it passes away
So abundant are we, left alone I shall be
There are so many of us, but no one will be here with me in my final moments
But a waited phone never rings
And sometimes, the phone never rings even though you've been waiting for it to
We could hold hands for fifteen minutes in the sauna
We could spend time together in an intimate setting
We could hold hands for a pool length under water
We could share a moment of intimacy, even underwater
I can push and pull
I can be both assertive and passive
Her
With the woman I love
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Augustus Figaro Niso Unger-Hamilton, Thomas Stuart Green, Joe Jerome Newman
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@sotgun1
FOR ANYONE WHO WANTS TO SING ALONG:
If you're willing to wait for the love of your life
Please wait by the line
And you know dispersive prisms rainbow
But my native optimism isn't broken by the light
The idea of life without company fell suddenly
It crashed through the ceiling on me
And pinned me to the pine
And layer upon layer of hope and doubt
Will crush bones to oil in time
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
I pull the weight towards me
And I lack the zest of a lemon, looking forward
Unless I have a woman pushing me
A canopy of red-billed quelea
Passed over the blue
A five hour flock, not one dives down
To tell you the truth
As night falls, a quelea crawls
And whispers on his last wings
So abundant are we, left alone I shall be
But a waited phone never rings
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
I pull the weight towards me
And I lack the zest of a lemon, looking forward
Unless I have a woman pushing me
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
We could hold hands for fifteen minutes in the sauna
We could hold hands for a pool length under water
I can push and pull
Her
If you're willing to wait for the love of your life
Please wait by the line
@realitytakesanap
If you're willing to wait for the love of your life
Please wait by the line
And you know dispersive prisms rainbow
But my native optimism isn't broken by the light
The idea of life without company fell suddenly
It crashed through the ceiling on me
And pinned me to the pine
And layer upon layer of hope and doubt
Will crush bones to oil in time
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
I pull the weight towards me
And I lack the zest of a lemon, looking forward
Unless I have a woman pushing me
A canopy of red-billed quelea
Passed over the blue
A five hour flock, not one dives down
To tell you the truth
As night falls, a quelea crawls
And whispers on his last wings:
So abundant are we, left alone I shall be
But a waited phone never rings
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
I pull the weight towards me
And I lack the zest of a lemon, looking forward
Unless I have a woman pushing me
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
We could hold hands for fifteen minutes in the sauna
We could hold hands for a pool length under water
I can push and pull
Her
If you're willing to wait for the love of your life
Please wait by the line
@fernandodiaz-ojeda3874
My native language it´s spanish so i will try my best explaining with the most descriptive words i know.
I will talk about the song and the official video, to crystallize one idea.
I think this is about a man that wants a perfect woman expecting for her through an idealized image of her. He has had signals coming from his mind that this kind of women will never arrive, but he still remains on his native optimism.
He doesn´t wants a women that doesn´t match with his utopia, so he decides to live without company. After a while his heart beats him telling what he really needs, asking him if he wants to be a pusher or a puller ?.
A Pusher will deny his reality, not accepting his circunstance and trying to control everything, dying against his own soul; a Puller accepts his circunstance trough his soul, giving peace to his heart.
We ( i´m talking about males) need to be both kinds, to survive, sometimes we have to push , sometimes to pull. And i think that we need a woman to know when to push , when to pull, they make our world more sensitive and allows us to percibe harmony, pushing with us or pulling with us.
The man of this history, guided trough his demanding mind, loss this chance and sorrounds himself of people that doesn´t cares for him ( pigs with suit ), queleas that will never dive down to tell him the truth.
When he realizes, trough the whisper of his own nearly dead heart, that he has builded his history empty of love, he falls in desperation… but a waited phone never rings.
This light kills his soul, so he kills himself.
This is what i understood and felt trough music, lyrics and images. But poetry, art, has multiple perspectives, so you can think whatever you want.
@timothymetke5947
1:15 "Thank you all for coming. I'd like to talk to you today about something I call hair..."
1:30 "This stuff on my head, hair, is great. It keeps your head warm, and you can grow it as long as you want!"
1:55 "You should all grow hair! This bald trend is out of style and creepy!"
2:05 "Sir, grow some hair and it'll change your life!"
2:15 "Watch this! I'm going to take my coat off! And I'm not even going to be cold because the hair on my head is keeping me warm!!"
2:25 "Sir! You grow some hair right now!"
2:33 "Please! You guys need to try this! JUST LOOK AT MY LUSCIOUS LOCKS!"
2:52 "HAAAAIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!"
3:00 "Here let me give you all some of my hair to get you started"
3:10 "I just got so much hair in my mouth, but they can't relate!"
3:15 "They'll never know what it's like to run their fingers through their own hair..."
3:25 "Fuck the baldies"
@lilywest7458
Well said... I agree and believe the man on the podium is a non-conformist, possibly in the corporate world as they do have briefcases and are dressed in work attire. He is pushing them away and protesting. The bible (or any religious book really) symbolizes moral conviction.
Elaborating on this idea, the man on the pedestal is also dressed the same as the bald men, he is clearly a business/corporate man himself. He is disturbed from his experiences in the corporate world, maybe quit his job and is trying to rally support and/or he just can't stand it anymore and is compelled to speak/act out.
I also noticed that there is a telephone booth and at one point, one of the corporate zombies/bald guys goes in and uses it. Maybe they are calling this man's replacement or to tell the boss? This telephone booth, coupled with the (getaway) car, maybe Alt-J/creative director are saying the man could have left and found another way to get his point across instead of trying to push so hard to a group of corporate zombies which led to the man's anger, rage and suicide while the pullers walked away unaffected.
Or possibly they are just a bunch of lonely, sad, souls that never found a "woman" to push and pull them (coupling lyrics into meaning). Or possibly we are all wrong but this video is subjective and haunting whatever the meaning, it's deep.
Moral of the story (to me); we all get pushed and pulled at different times and in different situations. I believe the message is fight when you can to the right audience but walk away from the situations that are hopeless and the people you will never change.
I was expecting a fighting couple for the Pusher video and I'm impressed at the perplexity and creative brilliance.
@igetalittlecrazy
Art. This is art, there's no other explanation. This gave me the chills.
@namelastname2449
Totally
@anotherworld9912
I wanted toi post almost the same comment, and i Saw that or was already done
@carmencaamano9434
@@anotherworld9912probablemente no has preguntado en los sitios adecuados...anyway, it's amazing, and weird!!
@CharlotteBebee
What I especially love about this vid is it's simplicity whilst procuring such a powerful and thought provoking message...The emotions conveyed speak of loneliness and desperation..feelings that are so much a part of all of us and sometimes ignored; all because this society is so fast paced that there's no acceptance of weakness, Once you've been hurt, there's no time for 'wasteful poetry' but only to move on
@VoOrT3xX
Nice interpretation :)
@leo-paulcano5853
Walter White
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@VoOrT3xX
Leo-Paul Cano I'm everywhere!
@VoOrT3xX
Brenna Hartman ?
@ifrostyzzz5119
I like to hear it from your prespecive