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Ode to Sleep

I wake up fine and dandy but then by the time I find it handy,
To rip my heart apart and start planning my crash landing,
I go up to the ceiling,
Then I feel my soul start leaving, like an old man’s hair receding,
I’m pleading please, oh please on my knees repeatedly asking,
Why it’s got to be like this, is this living free,
I don’t want to be the one, be the one who has the sun’s blood on my hands,
I’ll tell the moon, take this weapon forged in darkness,
Some see a pen, I see a harpoon.

I’ll stay awake, ‘Cause the dark’s not taking prisoners tonight.
Why am I not scared in the morning, I don’t hear those voices calling,
I must have kicked them out, I must have kicked them out,
I swear I heard demons yelling, those crazy words they were spelling,
They told me I was gone, they told me I was gone.

But I’ll tell them,
Why won’t you let me go?
Do I threaten all your plans, I’m insignificant,
Please tell them you have no plans for me,
I will set my soul on fire, what have I become?

On the eve of a day that’s forgotten and fake,
As the trees they await and clouds anticipate,
The start of a day when we put on our face,
A mask that portrays that we don’t need grace,
On the eve of a day that is bigger than us,
But we open our eyes ’cause we’re told that we must,
And the trees wave their arms and the clouds try to plead,
Desperately yelling there’s something we need,
I’m not free I asked forgiveness three times,
Same amount that I denied, I three-time mvp’ed this crime,
I’m afraid to tell you who I adore, won’t tell you what I’m sing towards,
Metaphorically I’m a whore, and that’s denial number four.I wake up fine and dandy but then by the time I find it handy,
To rip my heart apart and start planning my crash landing,
I go up to the ceiling,
Then I feel my soul start leaving, like an old man’s hair receding,
I’m pleading please, oh please on my knees repeatedly asking,
Why it’s got to be like this, is this living free,
I don’t want to be the one, be the one who has the sun’s blood on my hands,
I’ll tell the moon, take this weapon forged in darkness,
Some see a pen, I see a harpoon.

I’ll stay awake, ‘Cause the dark’s not taking prisoners tonight.
Why am I not scared in the morning, I don’t hear those voices calling,
I must have kicked them out, I must have kicked them out,
I swear I heard demons yelling, those crazy words they were spelling,
They told me I was gone, they told me I was gone.

But I’ll tell them,
Why won’t you let me go?
Do I threaten all your plans, I’m insignificant,
Please tell them you have no plans for me,
I will set my soul on fire, what have I become?

On the eve of a day that’s forgotten and fake,
As the trees they await and clouds anticipate,
The start of a day when we put on our face,
A mask that portrays that we don’t need grace,
On the eve of a day that is bigger than us,
But we open our eyes ’cause we’re told that we must,
And the trees wave their arms and the clouds try to plead,
Desperately yelling there’s something we need,
I’m not free I asked forgiveness three times,
Same amount that I denied, I three-time mvp’ed this crime,
I’m afraid to tell you who I adore, won’t tell you what I’m sing towards,
Metaphorically I’m a whore, and that’s denial number four.

1 Comment

  1. I love the ambiguity of these lyrics – there’s many different ways you could go regarding the meaning of Ode to Sleep. My own personal interpretation associates this song with the process of battling inner demons…particularly at night. Nighttime is an ideal time for self-isolation and reflection, and despite the importance of sleep, I think it can be very healthy and cathartic to sometimes stay up late and just think about things that have been on your mind. This is pretty prevalent within the lyrics – they’re confronting problems that have been subconsciously plaguing them. Aside from the lyrics, though, I feel an equally important aspect of this song is the delivery of the lyrics, as well as it’s overall presentation style. It’s a pretty schizophrenic song, with frantic verses sounding like the soundtrack of a horror film transitioning to upbeat, poppy choruses; it seems a bit “on edge” to me, as well… To me, I get the vibe that this was deliberately done to represent a person’s paranoia, angst, and lack of better judgment due to sleep deprivation. And when you think about it, this contributes significantly to the overall gist of the song. This may refer back to some of the apprehensive lyrics (i.e. “…planning my crash landing”, “I’m afraid to tell you who I adore, won’t tell you who I’m singing towards; Metaphorically I’m a whore”.) To sum it up, I personally think this song is about confronting and trying to reason with inner demons, as well as how inaccurate and distorted your perception of the current situation can be if you put a lot of strain on yourself. I’ve always thought that part of the beauty behind this song is how emotionally raw and vulnerable the lyrics are, due to the fact that they refer to a time in which you’re not at the top of your game. Not to mention, this song’s really catchy |-/ A great song by a great band

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