Woodcutters
Cos Sylvan Lyrics

I've been here only for a day
My nails tracing lines in the ashtray
The streets are wet with light that doesn't stay

Nobody passes by
Caught up in glassy wire
Where ice chips, and time drips down walls
Into our arms

It's a long way home when home is another way
To separate a man from his mistakes
If I'm not dead yet, then I might never be
And my date up north says I'm her dream

Nobody passes by
Caught up in glass and wires
Like birds on a pyre, my hands are on fire
The rails are cold
And I follow them home

Oh, I can't go back that way
Sign on the line
My hand slips down the stall
To ask for the time

Splintered windowpanes catch my hair
Scatter the light onto the wall
Into scales, my second skin

I've seen relief pass by
Drip from a milky eye

A cut thumb, a wink, a sigh
I want it all

In Sylvan Esso's song "Woodcutters," the lyrics depict a sense of detachment and longing for connection. The opening line, "A yellow paper moon crowns my eyes," suggests a dreamlike state or a temporary escape from reality. The image of the moon and water acting as a disguise implies a desire to hide or blend into the surroundings. The singer seems to be in a transient state, as indicated by the line "I've been here only for a day." The repetition of the word "nails" could symbolize a sense of restlessness or searching, as the singer traces lines in the ashtray.

The second verse reflects a feeling of isolation, with the observation that "nobody passes by." The glassy wire and ice chips create a barrier between people, preventing genuine connection and trapping them in their own experiences. The line "It's a long way home when home is another way" suggests a struggle to find a sense of belonging or comfort. The mention of a date up north being someone's dream might imply a fleeting moment of hope or possibility.

As the song progresses, the singer acknowledges their own mistakes and the difficulty of moving forward. The mention of a sign on the line and slipping hand alludes to a loss of control or uncertainty. The splintered windowpanes and scattered light symbolize the brokenness and fragmentation of their surroundings. The recurring theme of wanting it all reflects a longing for fulfillment and understanding.

Overall, "Woodcutters" portrays a yearning for connection while navigating through a transient and fragmented existence. It explores themes of isolation, longing, and the complexities of finding a sense of identity and belonging.

A yellow paper moon
A bright and artificial sense of tranquility

Crowns my eyes
Envelops and obscures my perspective

And tucks the water around me
Creates a deceptive barrier of safety

Like a lunar disguise
Masking the true nature of my surroundings

I've been here only for a day
A brief period of time, yet significant experiences

My nails tracing lines in the ashtray
Leaving marks of my presence and actions

The streets are wet with light that doesn't stay
Transient moments of illumination

Pink and blue, the scene gets erased
Fleeting beauty fades away quickly

Nobody passes by
Isolation and lack of human interaction

Caught up in glassy wire
Trapped in a cold and artificial world

Where ice chips, and time drips down walls
A deteriorating environment frozen in time

Into our arms
Seeking comfort and solace in each other

It's a long way home when home is another way
The journey back to familiar grounds is difficult

To separate a man from his mistakes
Using distance to escape one's past errors

If I'm not dead yet, then I might never be
Reflecting on one's mortality and resilience

And my date up north says I'm her dream
Finding hope and acceptance in a distant connection

Like birds on a pyre, my hands are on fire
Feeling the intensity of life's challenges

The rails are cold
Apathy and detachment from one's surroundings

And I follow them home
Seeking a sense of belonging and familiarity

Oh, I can't go back that way
Recognizing the impossibility of returning to the past

Sign on the line
Committing to a decision or course of action

My hand slips down the stall
The unease and uncertainty of making a choice

To ask for the time
Seeking guidance and clarity

Splintered windowpanes catch my hair
Fractured reflections highlighting the chaos within

Scatter the light onto the wall
Illuminating the hidden aspects of my existence

Into scales, my second skin
Transforming into an armored version of myself

I've seen relief pass by
Brief moments of respite and comfort

Drip from a milky eye
Emotional release from a vulnerable place

A cut thumb, a wink, a sigh
Significant gestures conveying deeper meanings

I want it all
Desire for completeness and fulfillment

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Written by: Cosmo Sylvan

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