Anathallo - All the First Pages [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

An astronaut lost his finger
To the back of a grain truck
And I can't stop thinking about it
I'm thinking about it
Thinking about it, I'm thinking about it
Isn't everything strange?
Buildings as brick boxes to be opened
Turned sideways and cracked
Except the water that is inside is much too fluid, too fast
The you and I that spiral past the windowsill
The fire escape is on its back
Watching us swallowed up in the blue and green
Flaring in the air with the vapor trails from all the first pages
The same two color contrails that twist around every other color left crowded out
A record played
The lights go out
The Cineplex screen presents new strangled spectrums
What we mean:
Swallowed up, swallowed up, swallowed up in the blue and green
1979 in a field with a bloody thumb
Alone with the whir of the grain wheel hum
Ten years since he saw us all
He came back to never look another in the eye the same way again
He walked inside, put his finger in the ice and didn't flinch at all
He came back to never look another in the eye the same way again
He walked inside, put his finger in the ice
She walked inside, he didn't flinch at all
She walked inside, put his finger in the ice
She walked inside, he didn't flinch at all