Story Behind The Song
Written after hopping a train and riding across the Pacific Northwest.
Song Description
As we live, we each ask how we will be remembered by others, but will other people even remember us at all? Do the people that once love us even feel all the tribulations that we go through after they leave our lives?
| Song Length |
4:34 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, Folk - Americana |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant, Serene |
Subject |
Lost Love, Regret |
| Similar Artists |
Brand New, The Decemberists |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
I've been low, living like I do.
I've been tired, when the day is through.
Half-awake, and I try to face the night,
I would sleep, but I'd only dream of you.
Low is the life and I know that I'm right.
Cold is the comfort that it brings in the night.
Fast I will hold to these truths that I know,
even though they never really seemed quite real to me,
so I'll keep on lying low.
I've been swept, and brushed under the rug,
like the dust, collecting in my thoughts.
I have tried to shake the cobwebs off,
but they grow back, whenever I wake up.
Ice is the lining that grows on my wings.
Down from the sky, I'm adrift in the night.
Soft is the sound as I crash to the ground,
knowing you will never hear the news,
and you never will be told, so I will keep on lying low.
Low I will lie, and I'll stay out of sight,
far from the thoughts you keep close in your mind.
Years will pass by, and I'll hide from the light,
knowing you will never think of me,
and in your distant memories, I will keep on lying low.