That Slow and Steady Rot
Embracing Life's Decay: That Slow and Steady Rot
Lyrics
Down behind the greenhouse there's a compost pile knee-high
Behind the greenhouse, there is a compost pile knee-high.
That the black flies like to frequent
Black flies are attracted to the compost pile.
Where the gardeners stop breathing to pass by
Gardeners pause their breathing when passing by the compost.
The wet and wilt the mold and silt
The compost contains wet, wilted, moldy, and silty material.
Are warm and soft and dying to embrace
The decomposing elements in the compost are warm, soft, and eager to embrace.
A kiss of life from death: that slow and steady rot
The process of life emerging from death is symbolized by the slow and steady rot.
In some secret courtyard where the ivy measures miles
A hidden courtyard exists where ivy covers vast distances.
On the backside of forever
This courtyard is metaphorically described as the backside of forever.
Where the only form of breathing comes in sighs
In this place, the only breathing is in the form of sighs.
You're standing still, your hope and guilt
You are motionless, and your emotions, both hope and guilt, have led you here.
Have brought you here. You're trying not to waste
Attempting not to waste your memories of light amidst the slow decay.
Your memories of light: that slow and steady rot
Reiterates the theme of a gradual decay, this time focusing on memories.
A step begets a promise of a second wind
Every step implies the potential for a renewed energy or spirit.
An end begets an honour to begin again
An ending is an opportunity for a new beginning and brings honor.
Our golden hour's a friend
Our prime moments, metaphorically described as the golden hour, are supportive.
And growing now means loving where we've been
Growth involves appreciating and loving our past experiences.
Deep within the compost lies a soggy heart at rest
Deep within the compost, there is a resting, saturated heart.
Something's stirring in the chambers
Suggests a stirring or awakening within the hidden chambers.
The moss and mud and microbes know it best
The compost, composed of moss, mud, and microbes, understands this transformation best.
A breath, a sigh, and brought to life
A breath or sigh gives life to new growth from discarded materials.
From refuse and a green and tender grace
Life emerges from refuse with a green and delicate grace.
Young roots now holding in that slow and steady
Youthful roots take hold in the process of slow and steady growth.
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