
It then reaches a head that presents in the respective chorus- the insurmountable, almost limitless universe and the humility of realizing your insignificance. Substances, whether alcohol, drugs or music, art, literature and relationships bring him to a point where he feels at ease and connected to the world. This speaks to me personally as me and my older brother "connect" often on holidays (we live far apart) by smoking up and disseminating the relevant season and catch up on life.Įach of these "moments" in his life are times when he seemed happy or perhaps, grounded. The third, again, like the first references a holiday. The second verse is obviously more a direct reference to time as the house is no longer there- but for me it speaks to a relationship: "Automatic brought the years you'd talk for me".

The first verse- being drunk on halloween is growing beyond a children's holiday into adulthood. Each verse is a recollection of a point of maturity. However, the other day this song hit me so hard and I literally put it on repeat for hours.įor me, Justin (as others have touched on) uses the chorus and verses in juxtaposition to one another. I have been listening to this song regularly for over a year and never gave it too much thought beyond the beauty in the idea of the vastness of the universe simultaneously causing humility and appreciation. My InterpretationI frequent this site- but have never been prompted to sign up for an account until now. We smoked the screen to make it what it was to be

Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decreeĬhristmas night, it clutched the light, the hallow bright You fucked it friend, it's on its head, it struck the streetĪnd at once, I knew I was not magnificentĪutomatic bought the years you'd talk for me

"Someway, baby, it's part of me, apart from me"
