Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Iscarabaid, artist - Sunny Day Real Estate. Date of issue: 14.09.2009
Song language: English
Iscarabaid |
| Now they’re swerving when I give |
| And now it’s turning away from my impression at all |
| It’s choleric months in baritone |
| But waiting for the tide out |
| Right in they’re calling me |
| Words at hiding are revoked |
| But waiting for this I’ll blend in the covering |
| When it’s tried, embarrass |
| A late song in the late leaf |
| Things will come anywhere |
| Inside of me |
| Outside of you |
| Waiting closer to there |
| I’d swear that goes with our dreams |
| What’s wrong with me |
| Another side of you |
| In every type a value |
| But now it’s turning away from my impression at all |
| There was a time when running |
| I went swimming |
| And you pulled me to come back |
| Long weeks hiding melody |
| And now it’s starting awake at my impression at all |
| The clock strikes hope |
| And time to bring |
| But now it’s turning into a beast like you |
| I don’t need them |
| Light the way there |
| Inside of me |
| Outside of you |
| Going closer to there |
| And swear that you’ve seen better things |
| Wipe the slate |
| What am I to sing? |
| Many clothes to borrow |
| To quell that song |
| Interpreted by Jeremy Campbell |
| Though it’s swerving when I give |
| The Lord’s turning away from my impression that all |
| Choleric months in baritone |
| But waiting for the tide out |
| Right in they are calling me |
| Words at hiding are revoked |
| But waiting for the soap and then the cup of rain |
| Where it’s tied, embarrassed |
| But lay inside the lake |
| And these things will come anywhere |
| (chanted in the back round is «Iscar-abaid») |
| Inside of me |
| Outside of you |
| Awaking closer to the light |
| To swear that those were better dreams |
| What’s wrong with me |
| Am I tired of you? |
| Irreverent type of melanoma |
| There is no turning away from my impression that all |
| Losing sight when running |
| I went swimming and you pulled me to come in |
| Long weeks hiding mela… noma (voice drags on this |
| Part) |
| Now I’m staring, awake, at my impression that all |
| The clock strikes twelve and time to breathe |
| But now it’s turning into things I know |
| Turning them |
| Lights the way there |
| Think I’ll be there with Him? |
| Thank you Jesus |
| (chanted in the back round is «Iscar-abaid») |
| Inside of me |
| Outside of you |
| Carried closer to the light |
| And swear that you’ve seen better things |
| Wipe the slate |
| Well am I to see |
| Mary cross my own blood and soul |
| Because I was sure that the previous translations |
| While good, lacked a few things that I heard. |
| I’ve |
| Come to a conclusion that this song is about a child |
| Who has brain tumors (melanoma). |
| It’s basically about |
| The child coming to grips with his disease. |
| Notice |
| The line about his impression, and how it develops |
| Through the song: turning away from my impression, no |
| Turning from my impression, now I’m staring at my |
| Impression. |
| Also people with melanoma frequently |
| Pass out, this explains why he can’t take a bath |
| («waiting for the soap and cup of rain») and also |
| Explains why he can’t go swimming («Losing sight when |
| Running, I went swimming and you pulled me to come in») |
| The end of the song shows the kid losing his life to |
| The disease and going to heaven where all pain is |
| Gone |