New Fall
Fallen Leaves and Small Town Sorrows: Matt Pond PA's New Fall
Lyrics
Leaves are reminders
Leaves symbolize reminders, perhaps memories or experiences.
The small fallen signpost
The small fallen signpost may represent a lost or ignored direction.
You are going cold
Feeling emotionally distant or detached.
Under the bleachers
Under the bleachers suggests a hidden or secluded place.
You can't hide forever
Emphasizing that avoidance is temporary.
The air has grown old
The atmosphere has aged or become less inviting.
What you wanted to say
Unspoken words or feelings that were not expressed.
Has now all blown away
Regret over missed opportunities to communicate.
Frozen the dirt roads
Describing frozen paths, suggesting stagnation or restriction.
The ruts become guides and you're mind you're confined
Being confined by mental patterns represented by rutted roads.
Stumbling backwards
Struggling or regressing backward in one's journey.
To where you'll end up and it's all been defined
Acceptance of a predetermined fate or destination.
It's the force of the cold and the chances you've sold
Acknowledging the impact of harsh circumstances and compromised choices.
And I'm killing this time but it's not really mine
The speaker is spending time but feels detached or uninvolved.
Don't give me the wide eyes and act like you don't know
Rejecting feigned innocence, asking for honesty.
These small towns have ways of making you feel sorry
Small towns can induce regret or remorse.
Don't tell me, I know
Challenging someone not to deny the truth.
I'm off
Expressing departure or disengagement.
Pulling your hair and you don't seem to care
Describing a disregard for appearance or well-being.
You're no fun anymore
Expressing dissatisfaction with someone's lack of enjoyment.
Blaming the brown of the sky and the ground
Blaming external factors for boredom or discontent.
You're so easily bored
Indicating a tendency to become bored easily.
It's the force of the cold
Reiteration of the impact of harsh circumstances and compromised choices.
And the chances you've sold
Repeating the consequences of cold forces and sold opportunities.
And I'm killing this time but it's not really mine
Engaging in an activity but feeling a lack of personal ownership.
Don't give the wide eyes and act like you don't know
Reiterating a demand for honesty, rejecting feigned ignorance.
These small towns have ways of making you feel sorry
Small towns inducing regret or remorse, reinforcing the theme.
Don't tell me, I know
Challenging someone not to deny the truth, repeated from line 19.
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