Visuals: Frightened Rabbit – Swim Until You Can’t See Land

Last week the video for Frightened Rabbit new single, ‘Swim Until You Can’t See Land‘, taken from the suspiciously-similarly-titled album, due next year, was released. But we didn’t post it because the sound on said video sat uncomfortably in your ears, picking and grating and generally hurting a lot.

That problem has now been amended and now these lovely night-time visuals can be complimented with the truly wonderful title-track. A symbolic tale of getting away from things, challenging yourself, escapism – it’s one of the most beautiful songs of the band’s career and makes the forthcoming album this blog’s most anticipated.

mp3: Swim Until You Can’t See Land (live acoustic for Off The Beaten Tracks)

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LYRICS OF THE WEEK

By the light of the LED display of the VCR recorder
You kiss my neck, I whisper in your ear:
“This is my downfall”
As you squint and you grimace
We both know your heart’s not in it

In the glow of a thousand fireflies
In a travelodge en-suite
Don’t think the future’s bright as halogen
We know it’s pretty bleak
And I’m trying to be sexy
Biting at the air that falls in front of me.

The telegrams are more and more less detailed by the day
And all the characters are strangers
And the pubs have different names
I tell a joke, I’d like to meet them
But they’ll loathe me and I’d hate them back

Absence makes the heart grow fonder
Fondness makes the absence longer
Length loses my interest
I’m a realist, I’m insatiable
So, ten days until I fly
But that was before your reply

You said, “He got his teeth fixed”
I’m gonna break them
I’ve got a heart on fire
You said, “He’s got his sights set”
I’m getting to ya
I’ve got fists on fire

And you feel terrified at the thought of being left behind
Of losing everybody, the necessity of dying
Oh, we kid ourselves, there’s future in the fucking
But there is no fucking future
I’m just practising my accents,
Picking at old sutures

I taught myself the only way to vaguely get along in love
Is to like the other slightly less than you get in return
I keep feeling like I’m being under-cut

Charlotte says it’s more constructive than the one in Canada
When you got drunk, ate loads of crisps
And threw up by a football pitch
I know it is, and really that’s what worries me
I feel like I should hurt

You said, “He’s got his teeth fixed”
I’m gonna break them
I’ve got a heart on fire
He said he’s got his sights set
I’m getting to ya
I’ve got fists on fire

I cannot emphasise enough that my body is a
Badly designed, poorly put together vessel
Harbouring these diminishing, so-called vital organs
Hope my heart goes first, I HOPE MY HEART GOES FIRST!

And we are beautiful, we are doomed

lyrics courtesy of sonmeanings

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