When we hang our lyric tapestry upon the breeze and sculpt the air into poetic phrasing, our laces are bound to get tangled in the winds of change. Wait, what was that? That was figuratively speaking, using poetic metaphors, similes, and expressions to bend the language to suit our message.
These songs are almost always beautiful to the ears, even if they're daunting to the comprehension. Truly, sometimes songwriters just wing it. Then they'll sheepishly admit that they have no idea, themselves, what a particular line means, but it sounded good at the time.
Against the wind We were runnin' against the wind We were young and strong, we were runnin' against the wind. Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch Who watches over you Make a little birdhouse in your soul. I'll be the fire that'll catch you What's so good about picking up the pieces? None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole. Her window was hung like a painting She worried it might come to life She stared for hours So obsessed was I and self-absorbed that I Didn't see that she was crying.
She left me hanging high and dry in that hell high summer sun Damn babe, that was a cold one". He bag production, he got walrus gumboot He got Ono sideboard, he one spinal cracker He got feet down below his knee Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease.
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind. Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see. Cause I get a thousand hugs From ten thousand lightning bugs As they try to teach me how to dance A foxtrot above my head, A sock hop beneath my bed, A disco ball is just hanging by a thread.
Kiss an angel good morning and let you know you think about her when you're gone Kiss an angel good morning and love her like the devil when you get back home.
There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face She pretended not to notice, she was caught up in the race. Life's like a road that you travel on When there's one day here and the next day gone Sometimes you bend, sometimes you stand Sometimes you turn your back to the wind.
How does it feel To be without a home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? The sounds of the city Sifting through trees Settle like dust On the shoulders Of the old friends. Kamikaze airplanes in the sky Are we going down or will we fly? This could be a shipwreck on the shore Or we could sail away forevermore This time it's sink or swim, sink or swim. Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days.
These hands hold up nothing but scars underneath scars underneath From swimming these oceans and learning to breathe learning to breathe. We're so sorry, uncle albert, But there's no one left at home And i believe i'm gonna rain. And now we meet in an abandoned studio, We hear the playback and it seems so long ago, And you remember the jingles used to go?
Oh-a oh. So rock me momma like a wagon wheel Rock me momma any way you feel Hey momma rock me Rock me momma like the wind and the rain Rock me momma like a south bound train. Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the wind of change. All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.
What does that song mean? Login Create Account. Songs with Figurative Language When we hang our lyric tapestry upon the breeze and sculpt the air into poetic phrasing, our laces are bound to get tangled in the winds of change. Add song to this category Band name:. Song name:. Get a weekly email update We won't give out your email. Beers And Sunshine Darius Rucker.