Graves
Graves of Reflection: Tokyo Police Club's Poetic Journey
Lyrics
Pack your rations, pack a watch
Packing essentials for a journey or transition
Change of clothes and a face cloth
Preparing for change, bringing personal items
Meet me where your mother lies
Invitation to meet at a significant place, possibly a cemetery
We'll dig graves on both her sides
Symbolic act of digging graves on both sides of someone's mother
And lay ourselves inside
Choosing to rest in the graves, embracing mortality
And a thousand suns will set and rise
A reference to the passage of time and life's cycles
Our hair tangled up in hers
Intertwining lives, connection with a maternal figure
Fingernails beneath the dirt
Symbolic burial, closeness to the earth
Sharing all her blackened brains
Mutual sharing of burdens, both physical and metaphorical
Our blood running through her veins
Being part of a larger entity, continuity through blood
Leaving as we came
Leaving the world as we entered, a cyclical view of life
Our bodies are one and the same
Emphasizing the unity and interconnectedness of bodies
'Cause you're trading me for the lump sum
Feeling replaced or undervalued, perhaps in a relationship
You try but I'll never be a gentleman
Resistance to conforming to societal expectations
You're trading me for the lump sum
Reiteration of feeling replaced or devalued
You try but you only ever treat the symptoms
Frustration with addressing only the surface issues
'Cause you're trading me for the lump sum
Repetition of the theme of feeling undervalued
You try but I'll never be a gentleman
Reasserting resistance to conforming to societal expectations
You're trading me for the lump sum
Reiteration of feeling replaced or devalued
You try but you only ever treat the symptoms
Frustration with addressing only the surface issues
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