I have a ship tattooed on my arm with “We’re All Made Out of Shipwrecks” above it from this song. It made such an impact on me when I first heard it over a decade ago. Wanted it with me forever.
Still moves me to tears years later. Came to see you play in Berminham and you were all so kind, I think you saw how lost I was at the time and offered to put me up but I was shocked and left. Thank you for that kindness, I'm still learning how to accept it. Keep writing Dan. Keep using those words
Lol same. I’ve been listening for years and literally have never spoken to anyone about them. It’s like a secret place a go when I’m alone and in my head. Cry everytime. So beautiful. Pulls me in everytime after all these years. Guess I’ll always be a sad boy deep down at 37. Can’t live this life without artist like this. TY listener for your energy. Amazing how much it tears me to shreds. Fuck. ♥️ 😢
sometimes you come across songs that have a really creative or thought-provoking line and it kinda blows you away. this song is entirely composed of such lines.
One of the greatest shows I’ve ever seen. I was fortunate enough to catch Listener at a show almost identical to this. A shoebox apartment in a small Ohio town. That was like 12 years ago and I still remember every single minute.
Met listener at a show in Tacoma around 2015. Back a few years earlier an acquaintance saw my Facebook poetry and sent me this video. He said I’d find some value here. It started a never ending love for dans writing. I keep thinking I’ll take one of his writing classses but I havent. Dan was kind and he found me after the show. Just to say goodbye . His words tattooed on my arm. Well, these words were etched in my heart. I felt like I wrote it in fact it was more accurate than anything I’d ever conjured up. The acquaintance was named tyme or time or thyme. I don’t have Facebook anymore so I’ll probably never get to thank him. Planting in my garden I think of him and this special gift given to me. I think of the truth writing spitting here. It is written. Cheers to the people we barely know seeing us . And knowing what we need when we need it.
only nearly, dude? every time I hear this song, my heart explodes... my brains melt... and... and... i can't help but let my tears flow... thank you, listener. thank you so much that you help people remember the good things in life...
I met Dan at a small venue in my town. It was just him and a keyboard. He mistook me for another person he thought he met before, but was such a rad guy. Still have his autograph!
I heard this 15 years ago and it’s been on my mind nonstop but couldn’t remember the name… so glad those words are unforgettable “your hand in mine, and my fingers in your veins”, helped me find this treasure ❤
I've never heard a more talented man. They leave me speechless each time I hear their music. I hope they come back to Maine soon so I can see them live.
I love how Listener stirs up such strong emotions, whether one loves them or hates them. It's like nobody can listen to them and just remain neutral. That, my friends, is the mark of true artistry.
We’re all born to broken people on their most honest day of living And since that first breath we’ll need grace that we’ve never given I've been haunted by standard red devils and white ghosts And it's not only when these eyes are closed These lies are ropes that I tie down in my stomach, But they hold this ship together tossed like leaves in this weather And my dreams are sails that I point towards my true north, Stretched thin over my rib bones, and pray that it gets better But it won’t, at least I don’t believe it will So I've built a wooden heart inside this iron ship, To sail these blood red seas and find your coast Don’t let these waves wash away your hopes This war-ship is sinking, and I still believe in anchors Pulling fist fulls of rotten wood from my heart, I still believe in saviors But I know that we are all made out of shipwrecks, every single board Washed and bound like crooked teeth on these rocky shores So come on and let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach Come on and sew us together, tattered rags stained forever We only have what we remember I am the barely living son of a woman and man who barely made it But we’re making it taped together on borrowed crutches and new starts We all have the same holes in our hearts Everything falls apart at the exact same time That it all comes together perfectly for the next step But my fear is this prison, that I keep locked below the main deck I keep a key under my pillow, it’s quiet and it’s hidden And my hopes are weapons that I’m still learning how to use right But they’re heavy and I’m awkward, always running out of fight So I’ve carved a wooden heart, put it in this sinking ship Hoping it would help me float for just a few more weeks Because I am made out of shipwrecks, every twisted beam Lost and found like you and me scattered out on the sea So come on let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach Come on and sew us together, just some tattered rags stained forever We only have what we remember My throat it still tastes like house fire and salt water I wear this tide like loose skin, rock me to sea If we hold on tight we’ll hold each other together And not just be some fools rushing to die in our sleep All these machines will rust I promise, but we'll still be electric Shocking each other back to life Your hand in mine, my fingers in your veins connected Our bones grown together in time Our hands entwined, your fingers in my veins braided Our spines grown stronger inside Because are church is made out of shipwrecks From every hull these rocks have claimed But we pick ourselves up, and try and grow better through the change So come on and let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach Come on and sew us together, were just tattered rags stained forever We only have what we remember
03:52 "While these machines will rust, I promise, but we'll still be electric Shockin' each other back to life... Your hand in mine... My fingers and your veins connected Our bones grown together in time... Our hands entwine and my fingers and your veins connect And our spines grown stronger inside" Much love and respect from the Philippines!
I was introduced to this artist by a coworker here recently. I must say, I'm rather torn on how I feel about them. The content is there, undoubtedly, but it's hard feel like it isn't forced. Which isn't bad. It just has an edge to it. Which is why I feel it's so hard for people to receive his message. I'm sold, though, it's been a minute since I received a good music selection.
We’re all born to broken people on their most honest day of living And since that first breath, we’ll need grace that we’ve never given (well) Well, I've been haunted by standard red devils and white ghosts It's not only when these eyes are closed These lies are ropes that I tie down in my stomach But they hold this ship together, tossed like leaves in this weather My dreams are sails that I point towards my true north Stretched thin over my rib bones, and pray that it gets better But it won’t, at least I don’t believe it will... So I've built a wooden heart inside this iron ship To sail these blood red seas and find your coasts Don’t let these waves wash away your hopes This war-ship is sinking, and I still believe in anchors Pulling fist fulls of rotten wood from my heart, oh I still believe in saviors Because we are all made out of shipwrecks, every single board Washed and bound like crooked teeth on these rocky shores So come on and let’s wash each other With tears of joy and tears of grief And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach Come on and sew us together Just some tattered rags stained forever We only have what we remember I am the barely-living son of a woman and man who barely made it But we’re making it Taped together on borrowed crutches and new starts We all have the same holes in our hearts Everything falls apart at the exact same time It all comes together perfectly for the next step But my fear is this prison that I keep locked below the main deck I keep a key under my pillow, it’s quiet and it’s hidden And my hopes are weapons that I’m still learning how to use right But they’re heavy and I’m awkward, I'm always running out of fight So I’ve carved a wooden heart, put it in this sinking ship Hoping it would help me float for just a few more weeks But I am all made out of shipwrecks, every twisted beam Lost and found like you and me, all scattered out on the seas So come on, let’s wash each other With tears of joy and tears of grief And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach Come on and sew us together We're just some tattered rags stained forever We only have what we remember My throat, it still tastes like house fire and salt water I wear this tide like loose skin, come on and rock me to sea If we hold on tight, we’ll hold each other together And not just be some fools rushing to die in our sleep While these machines will rust, I promise But we'll still be electric, shocking each other back to life Your hand in mine, my fingers and your veins connected Our bones grown together in time Our hands entwined, and my fingers and your veins connected Our spines grown stronger inside 'Cause I know that our church is all made out of shipwrecks From every hull these rocks have claimed But we pick ourselves up And try and grow better through this change So come on and let’s wash each other With tears of joy and tears of grief And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach Come on and sew us together We're just some tattered rags stained forever We only have what we remember
I just facepalmed so hard when I read this comment. Not to be rude or hateful, but have you ever seen/performed real spoken word? The amount of emotion is insane and you tend to yell sometimes. If anything it made it more sincere.
I'm against religion in terms of an institution but not religious people. Believe what you believe and tbh I'm a little jealous of that faith. I think these guys are sweet. Aside from being incredibly creative and great musicians. So I can love songs like this. My only problem is with people who won't try to love and accept. That's it. There's a song by The Cribs very similar to this but sadly hardcore Atheists wouldn't listen to this and hardcore religious people wouldn't listen to The Cribs.
I have a ship tattooed on my arm with “We’re All Made Out of Shipwrecks” above it from this song. It made such an impact on me when I first heard it over a decade ago. Wanted it with me forever.
Still moves me to tears years later. Came to see you play in Berminham and you were all so kind, I think you saw how lost I was at the time and offered to put me up but I was shocked and left. Thank you for that kindness, I'm still learning how to accept it. Keep writing Dan. Keep using those words
I love how earnest this guy is “You can’t stop me, I’ll write a song if I want” been listening to these guys for years. God bless em
And how honest he was when he spoke them
I think the mustache makes his poetry even better.
Like, for sure
I hate how I'm the only person I know that likes Listener, I just want to share it with people
You’re not alone in that
Share it with everyone. It will find its way.
You got us, bud
My band got to play with dan and red sweater lullaby, it was so awesome meeting them in real life, their all such great guys
Lol same. I’ve been listening for years and literally have never spoken to anyone about them. It’s like a secret place a go when I’m alone and in my head. Cry everytime. So beautiful. Pulls me in everytime after all these years. Guess I’ll always be a sad boy deep down at 37. Can’t live this life without artist like this. TY listener for your energy. Amazing how much it tears me to shreds. Fuck. ♥️ 😢
sometimes you come across songs that have a really creative or thought-provoking line and it kinda blows you away. this song is entirely composed of such lines.
One of the greatest shows I’ve ever seen.
I was fortunate enough to catch Listener at a show almost identical to this. A shoebox apartment in a small Ohio town. That was like 12 years ago and I still remember every single minute.
Met listener at a show in Tacoma around 2015. Back a few years earlier an acquaintance saw my Facebook poetry and sent me this video. He said I’d find some value here. It started a never ending love for dans writing. I keep thinking I’ll take one of his writing classses but I havent.
Dan was kind and he found me after the show. Just to say goodbye . His words tattooed on my arm.
Well, these words were etched in my heart. I felt like I wrote it in fact it was more accurate than anything I’d ever conjured up. The acquaintance was named tyme or time or thyme. I don’t have Facebook anymore so I’ll probably never get to thank him.
Planting in my garden I think of him and this special gift given to me. I think of the truth writing spitting here. It is written.
Cheers to the people we barely know seeing us . And knowing what we need when we need it.
only nearly, dude?
every time I hear this song, my heart explodes...
my brains melt...
and... and...
i can't help but let my tears flow...
thank you, listener.
thank you so much that you help people remember the good things in life...
We're all born to broken people on their most honest day of living.
Wow... that is such a killer and unbelievably true opening line.
It's rare that I find music or spoken word that is so entrancing, so relatable. It's beautiful.
I met Dan at a small venue in my town. It was just him and a keyboard. He mistook me for another person he thought he met before, but was such a rad guy. Still have his autograph!
For me, this song is about finding strength through trauma. Human growth through adversity is to sacrifice self in the name of hope, love, and duty.
Been coming back to this for years now. And it gets better every time. Brings me to tears (of joy, mostly) often
Tears of joy and tears of grief
I've never heard a song absolutely packed full of such powerful lyrics. "Tears of joy and tears of grief" every time I hear it.
I heard this 15 years ago and it’s been on my mind nonstop but couldn’t remember the name… so glad those words are unforgettable “your hand in mine, and my fingers in your veins”, helped me find this treasure ❤
It’ll always amaze me how artists can not only memorize every word but recite it damn near perfectly every time.
been looking for this video for 10 years
Astounding. Beautiful words from a beautiful human being.
Fancy seeing you here❤
The amount of passion he has pulsing through him is indescribable hes so inspiring
the lyrics are brilliant. it genuinely brought tears to my eyes.
Genius. Brought tears to my eyes. Thank you.
I've never heard a more talented man. They leave me speechless each time I hear their music. I hope they come back to Maine soon so I can see them live.
I love how Listener stirs up such strong emotions, whether one loves them or hates them. It's like nobody can listen to them and just remain neutral.
That, my friends, is the mark of true artistry.
I’ll never leave this behind
We’re all born to broken people on their most honest day of living
And since that first breath we’ll need grace that we’ve never given
I've been haunted by standard red devils and white ghosts
And it's not only when these eyes are closed
These lies are ropes that I tie down in my stomach,
But they hold this ship together tossed like leaves in this weather
And my dreams are sails that I point towards my true north,
Stretched thin over my rib bones, and pray that it gets better
But it won’t, at least I don’t believe it will
So I've built a wooden heart inside this iron ship,
To sail these blood red seas and find your coast
Don’t let these waves wash away your hopes
This war-ship is sinking, and I still believe in anchors
Pulling fist fulls of rotten wood from my heart, I still believe in saviors
But I know that we are all made out of shipwrecks, every single board
Washed and bound like crooked teeth on these rocky shores
So come on and let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief
And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
Come on and sew us together, tattered rags stained forever
We only have what we remember
I am the barely living son of a woman and man who barely made it
But we’re making it taped together on borrowed crutches and new starts
We all have the same holes in our hearts
Everything falls apart at the exact same time
That it all comes together perfectly for the next step
But my fear is this prison, that I keep locked below the main deck
I keep a key under my pillow, it’s quiet and it’s hidden
And my hopes are weapons that I’m still learning how to use right
But they’re heavy and I’m awkward, always running out of fight
So I’ve carved a wooden heart, put it in this sinking ship
Hoping it would help me float for just a few more weeks
Because I am made out of shipwrecks, every twisted beam
Lost and found like you and me scattered out on the sea
So come on let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief
And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
Come on and sew us together, just some tattered rags stained forever
We only have what we remember
My throat it still tastes like house fire and salt water
I wear this tide like loose skin, rock me to sea
If we hold on tight we’ll hold each other together
And not just be some fools rushing to die in our sleep
All these machines will rust I promise, but we'll still be electric
Shocking each other back to life
Your hand in mine, my fingers in your veins connected
Our bones grown together in time
Our hands entwined, your fingers in my veins braided
Our spines grown stronger inside
Because are church is made out of shipwrecks
From every hull these rocks have claimed
But we pick ourselves up, and try and grow better through the change
So come on and let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief
And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
Come on and sew us together, were just tattered rags stained forever
We only have what we remember
God bless you
This brings tears of joy and tears of pain to my eyes 💙
Such a powerful song. Hits home every time.
Refound this after six months or so.
Beautiful.
One of the most honest performances i have ever seen
Tears. This man is real, and beautiful.
This is so good! I hope I can catch them live sometime soon.
Ernest Hough He is amazing live and such a good soul. He kept on asking me if we met before haha.
gawd i started to tear up! for me, its the emotion he pours out
I cry just singing it to myself! Your not alone! haha
Gosh this is beautiful.
Beautiful.
He's so brilliant in the most brilliant of way
He said Don't worry y'all, I know life can break us down, but hold on, we can build ourselves up better. ❤️
I did cry. And do every time the second stanza comes it.
Hello, 13 years later I’m still coming back ❤
It's just magnificent, everything about it, about him.
This is beautiful
Happy 10 years to this album ❤
love it love it love. touches the heart
his voice is really unique and interesting to listen to
it's different. i love it.
03:52
"While these machines will rust, I promise, but we'll still be electric
Shockin' each other back to life...
Your hand in mine...
My fingers and your veins connected
Our bones grown together in time...
Our hands entwine and my fingers and your veins connect
And our spines grown stronger inside"
Much love and respect from the Philippines!
Hello bro! Meron ba tayong local bands similar to this?
Antayin mo kami. lol
@@brianmaher22 Hahaha. Nice!
That wink at the end.
Oh my gosh.
Absolutely perfect
nearly cried watching this. I hope I'm not the only one.
Love the passion.
Epic, sublime, beautiful... ♥
This is the most important video of my life
fucking love this album. just amazing.
Dan's a bad ass drummer as well. I love him in "Tiny Moving Parts
Tony Bones Lol. You troll.
Troll? The singer is the drummer for Tiny Moving Parts right? They're a good band
His name is will chev.
"My throat still tastes like house fire and salt water" shit mine would too probably if I yelled that aggressively in every song.
totally cry every time x
"Come on, let's grow together"
This is so good.
This is more poetic, I like it!
não sei o quanto eu amo essa live!
I was introduced to this artist by a coworker here recently. I must say, I'm rather torn on how I feel about them. The content is there, undoubtedly, but it's hard feel like it isn't forced. Which isn't bad. It just has an edge to it. Which is why I feel it's so hard for people to receive his message. I'm sold, though, it's been a minute since I received a good music selection.
♥ 2:37 ♥
(In the voice of the host from Look Around You)
Start crying now.
these guys dont make music. these guys feeling the music
Dan is brilliant.
There Will Be Blood?
Let's get growing.
Nice to see Jason lee doing something after my name is earl.
these guys are gods.
@emmabailey200 nope your not alone!
WE ONLY HAVE WHAT WE REMEMBER
LETS GET GROWING! ❤️❤️
“here we grow”
We’re all born to broken people on their most honest day of living
And since that first breath, we’ll need grace that we’ve never given (well)
Well, I've been haunted by standard red devils and white ghosts
It's not only when these eyes are closed
These lies are ropes that I tie down in my stomach
But they hold this ship together, tossed like leaves in this weather
My dreams are sails that I point towards my true north
Stretched thin over my rib bones, and pray that it gets better
But it won’t, at least I don’t believe it will...
So I've built a wooden heart inside this iron ship
To sail these blood red seas and find your coasts
Don’t let these waves wash away your hopes
This war-ship is sinking, and I still believe in anchors
Pulling fist fulls of rotten wood from my heart, oh
I still believe in saviors
Because we are all made out of shipwrecks, every single board
Washed and bound like crooked teeth on these rocky shores
So come on and let’s wash each other
With tears of joy and tears of grief
And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
Come on and sew us together
Just some tattered rags stained forever
We only have what we remember
I am the barely-living son of a woman and man who barely made it
But we’re making it
Taped together on borrowed crutches and new starts
We all have the same holes in our hearts
Everything falls apart at the exact same time
It all comes together perfectly for the next step
But my fear is this prison that I keep locked below the main deck
I keep a key under my pillow, it’s quiet and it’s hidden
And my hopes are weapons that I’m still learning how to use right
But they’re heavy and I’m awkward, I'm always running out of fight
So I’ve carved a wooden heart, put it in this sinking ship
Hoping it would help me float for just a few more weeks
But I am all made out of shipwrecks, every twisted beam
Lost and found like you and me, all scattered out on the seas
So come on, let’s wash each other
With tears of joy and tears of grief
And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
Come on and sew us together
We're just some tattered rags stained forever
We only have what we remember
My throat, it still tastes like house fire and salt water
I wear this tide like loose skin, come on and rock me to sea
If we hold on tight, we’ll hold each other together
And not just be some fools rushing to die in our sleep
While these machines will rust, I promise
But we'll still be electric, shocking each other back to life
Your hand in mine, my fingers and your veins connected
Our bones grown together in time
Our hands entwined, and my fingers and your veins connected
Our spines grown stronger inside
'Cause I know that our church is all made out of shipwrecks
From every hull these rocks have claimed
But we pick ourselves up
And try and grow better through this change
So come on and let’s wash each other
With tears of joy and tears of grief
And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
Come on and sew us together
We're just some tattered rags stained forever
We only have what we remember
fucking amazing.
Dank
we're just some tattered rags stained forever, we only have what remember.
Is this the same guy who made Whispermoon?
yes
The lighthouse pt. 2
you can't convince me this isn't Daniel Day Lewis just prepping to play another character. for a decade.
I second this comment!
I am not religious but I thank god for Listener
Dang earl hickey he’s rocking your look hard.
@emmabailey200 you aren't the only one
holy shit
I love how that crowd froze
lmao this is mesmorising, I cant remember the last time I saw an artist.
Derek Smith
I got "My dreams are sails, that I point towards my true north" tattooed on my forearm(:
Thats a beautiful lyric. I plan on putting some of their lyrics on me❤❤❤
I've been haunted by standard red devils and white ghosts.
ALGUM BR?????
I'm here because of Spotify. ?!
What is a better way to release something other than yelling?
Too early for your time mate. Spoken word is entering hip hop
I just facepalmed so hard when I read this comment. Not to be rude or hateful, but have you ever seen/performed real spoken word? The amount of emotion is insane and you tend to yell sometimes. If anything it made it more sincere.
I'm against religion in terms of an institution but not religious people. Believe what you believe and tbh I'm a little jealous of that faith.
I think these guys are sweet. Aside from being incredibly creative and great musicians. So I can love songs like this.
My only problem is with people who won't try to love and accept. That's it.
There's a song by The Cribs very similar to this but sadly hardcore Atheists wouldn't listen to this and hardcore religious people wouldn't listen to The Cribs.
Btw I only know I few songs by The Cribs just they have a similar song as in its spoken word
Some people are afraid that peace might breakout someday.. I on the other hand, cannot wait
just say no to drugs..
Lol
hij is lauw.