YouLyric
Sign in
Sign up for free
Hung On A Thin Thread
Share
White Hinterland
What's this song about?
Generate meaning
1
Come along in my mackinaw
2
I'll point you where you need to go
3
Though our path may bend and yaw
4
You won't get lost
5
With my pointed prow and square stern
6
We'll use our arms for oars
7
To spoor little schools of fish
8
Make festoon-shaped grooves in the fickle waves
9
'Til the howling wind ushers us to leave
10
Out at sea for days
11
I sleep most afternoons away
12
And you anxiously compass us
13
'Til we see land
14
But the land we knew
15
Was now a new landscape
16
And the howling wind ushered us to leave
17
But you wanted a closer look
18
Then gripped to the rail, how our cheeks turned pale
19
To see the flying machines near clip the houses
20
And throw kisses to the sandbar
21
Little tendrils of smoke trailing out of the exhaust
22
In parabolic wakes, swooping low like gulls
23
Causing the town to tremor and to shake
24
It was clear that city was nothing
25
But an aluminium piece of junk
26
Oh, and the howling wind ushered us to leave
27
But we couldn't move we stood forever changed
28
When something ends, something has to begin
29
When the filaments of fiber
30
From their flares caught afire
31
Your hair looked like spark on a wire
32
I would have paid my last dollar
33
To see you lambent like that
34
Lit by the light of ten thousand shackled suns
35
Being hung on a thin thread
36
Sift amongst the debris for half-hearted dreams
37
Remnants of pocket change
38
Pretty, frilly, thrown-away things
39
Gauze and dust and shards of glass
40
Bricks and bended straws and greyhounds' teeth
41
And the howling wind ushered us to leave
White Hinterland - Icarus
63 views
0 meanings
Go Pro
Unlimited meanings · Priority generation
Upgrade