@Joecool _Eru Unfortunately it's also neutral about you. As sea levels raise the water won't care about you. The displaced millions, who's coastal cities were flooded, won't care about you. And the food we no longer have won't care either. I think if you look into it there's plenty not to be neutral about. Especially considering that if we act something can be done. But only if we act now.
Lyrics : Talking like we used to do It was always me and you Shaping up and shipping out Check me in and check me out Do you like walking in the rain? When you think of love, do you think of pain? You can tell me what you see I will choose what I believe Hold on, darling This body is yours, This body is yours and mine Well hold on, my darling This mess was yours, Now your mess is mine Your mess is mine See you in the marketplace Walking 'round at 8am Got 2 hours before my flight Luck be on my side tonight You're the reason that I feel so strong The reason that I'm hanging on You know you gave me all the time Oh, did I give enough of mine? Hold on, darling This body is yours, This body is yours and mine Well hold on, my darling This mess was yours, Now your mess is mine Bring me to your house Tell me sorry for the mess Hey, I don't mind You're talking in your sleep Out of time Well, you still make sense to me Your mess is mine Your mess is mine This body's yours and this body's mine Your mess is mine
You came because of 13 reasons why ? You came because of fifa ? You came because of nostalgia ? That’s all cool ! RU-vid recommended this just to me so I enjoy a totally new song ! Also cool !
I once was looking at my recommended and saw the song: riptide and I really liked the song and made me look at his other songs, they are really good imo
Ive always tried to hide from this song or try to skip it everytime i hear it, not because its bad but becuase everytime it remeber me the simpler and good old times and how we are never going to get back to them
"this body is urs this body is urs, and mine" ... real sad. the bears life is so shit he treats his body like a mess. "now hold on darlin, this mess was urs, now this mess is mine" the bear finds out the other person's mess was the reason of its mess. "hold on darlin" means the other person tried to run.
every word meant something to me... Especially the "bring me to your house. Tell me sorry for the mess, hey I don't mind" part. Specifically. I'll play it one more time, but after that I'm avoiding this fecker forever
I agree 100% and felt the same powerful effect when that lyric was sang. Gawd...I love when a song can stir up those honest & real emotions. I am now obsessed as well, ur not alone lol! ;)
Everyone has some special songs that hold your special memories and for me this is one of them. I was so desperate and depressed when I found this song. It was nearly 10 years ago. I would listen to this song hoping one day someone would accept me and my mess altogether. This song made me cry and it made me feel better. I worked hard and moved to a new place. I'm in a better place in my life and I also found someone who loves me for who I am. But every time I come back to this song, I feel the pain that I felt years ago and makes me so emotional because deep inside, I am still insecure and depressed like I was back then. Now I just know that life goes on and that's ok to feel whatever I feel.
This is a song of hope and love for me... I'm glad you found someone who wanted to take your mess. When two people share each other's "mess" beautiful things happen. I'm sorry you suffered, sadly we all do at some point. I hope that this song can start making you smile... That someone saw you pain, damage, baggage and said "you still make sense to me... Your mess is mine" 💛
This Vance Joy guy makes good music. Is it just me or are there so many talented alternative artists feels like we are in a golden age. Where talent is being discovered and promoted. We need more Good vibe music on the radio.
Its amazing to see just how much this song means to so many different people. Vance Joy has accomplished what every artists dreams of - crafting something that touches so many individuals on a personal level.
This song makes me emotional every time I hear it. It reminds me of my form tutor in school who died of Melanoma in January. I was listening to this song when I heard the news, never been so down in my life. This song helped me through the time and has given me something to remember him with. RIP Mr King 💔🕊
I just got it! The polar bear is basically representing how the Earth and nature is paying for humans constantly trying to become better and improve things (as shown by the google glasses on the people, who are also fat) which is a massive critique on society and the way it is run. Taken further by the polar bear having only one ice berg, showing global warming, coming back to my earlier point (which I didn't develop) of nature paying for humanities reckless "development". "This body is yours and mine" - your responsibility yet perhaps one of the polar bears. "This mess is yours and this mess is mine" - your responsibility but the polar bears (nature) is paying for it. I see you Vance! Sorry for the long winded essay. Fab critique on society - things need to change!
This song developed into one of my alltime favorites. The lyrics, the melody, basically everything here is awesome. Thank you for this great song, Vance Joy.
***** lol, that's so true. Every single friend of mine from the U.S says that Toronto's radio music is so much better, and I tell them that it's cause we play the best music from around the world, not just merica
I don't know why, but this song keep me alive I'll try to hold on dear Edit: A year ago I wrote this, now life has its ups and down, but I think it is gettin better. Hold on, things will be good and never be afraid to be you. Sending love.
it was my grandmas birthday i woke up so i could play wii before we went for breakfast with granny and grandpa. I was playing lego lord of the rings on my wii and my dad said the guy who made riptide made a new song. i cant belive its been 6 years. time flies. i was like 9 when this came out
What a nostalgia to realize how time passes. since 2015 I know this song on those nights of vice in Fifa 15, just a beautiful song that has been with me since 2015 and I have not stopped listening to it, songs that bring you memories and reach your soul.
Did you happen to know that Polar bears migrate thousands of miles through the ocean every year, so when people use pictures of polar bears sitting on ice in the middle of the ocean it's actually them resting from their constant swimming because of their MIGRATION, and not global warming? Just thought I'd jump in here
Everytime i listen to this song i remember of my grandma, At night we sitted in an old sofa, and talk with each other all night long, 2 weeks ago she died, and the beggining of this song makes me cry everytime i listen. i always gonna Love you Grandma!
@@celine2670 As I tuck her into bed, she asks the question I’ve been waiting for since I knew I was going to be a grandmother. “Grandma, how did you meet Grandpa?” The question that consists of only six words suddenly causes me to take a seat and with a smile I reply, “Well sweetie, it’s the cutest story ever known to man.” As the tears start filling my eyes, every single memory of that man comes racing back to me. I finish tucking my nine year old granddaughter into bed and hop into mine. As I stare into space through my window, I find myself holding hands with him. My dreams tonight are about him. It’s 1963 and the cold October afternoon causes me to start snuffling and cozy up in my itchy sweater my Mother knitted me for Christmas last year. As I’m opening the door to my favourite library “The Lazy River,” I find that my spot is taken by a young man. He’s around the same age as me, 15ish, give or take a few years. He smirks as I ask him if he could move so I could study and read in peace. But this stubborn boy says he will only move if he can stay and talk with me. We talk for hours until I realize I have to run home because it is already past 8 PM. I am supposed to always be home by 6. I’m in trouble, but the way I’m feeling as I’m running home is the happiest I’ve ever felt in years. When I get home, my Father is sitting in his favourite wooden rocking chair. As I’m trying to sneak up the stairs without making a noise, the broken step squeaks so loud I guarantee it echoes throughout the house. My Dad whispers, “I’m happy you're home safe.” This is why he will forever be my best friend. The next day I cannot get this boy out of my mind. Last night I had a spark, a special connection with him. Yet I didn’t even get his name. Every day for the past week, I rush to the library after a long day to study. But that is not the reason I’m there every second I can be. I want to meet the boy again. I keep this routine up for two weeks and now my Mom says I don’t have enough time to continue this habit as I’m needed at home to help out with chores. I tell her one more day and then I will stop, she nods her head in regretful agreement. I smirk and head up to my room where I just stare at the beautiful, stunning stars until the morning sun pops its head over the hills in the distance. I realize that I just accidentally pulled my first all-nighter. When my Mother yells for me to come downstairs, I suddenly remember, it’s Saturday, and it's my last chance to meet this boy again. I have hope that today IS the day. I kiss my Mom on the cheek. As I jog to the library, the librarian is just opening the doors for the day. Her name is Catherine and she is the sweetest soul I’ve ever met. She understands me. She gives me a smirk as I tell her why I’ve been coming here for weeks repeatedly. She gives me a hug and whispers in my ear, “I think today will be the day he comes back.” Sure enough, around 2:30 PM, there he is. He opens the doors with purpose and quickly looks around and starts heading over to my special seat. Without breaking eye contact, he recites the first sentence I spoke to him. “Could you move out of my seat? I need to study in peace, please?” With a smirk I respond “Only if I could stay and talk with you.” He sets his bag down and pulls out a letter. He gives it a quick kiss and passes it over to me. In the letter he wrote, “Hey, we never formally introduced ourselves to each other.” I look up to him and he says “My name is Oliver James, by the way.” I respond “My name is Grace Brown.” Hours pass and he asks if I ever step foot out of the library. I look down at my feet with a small smile, and as I’m about to respond, he raises my chin with his hand to make eye contact with me. He laughs and questions “Could I take you on a date?” My heart starts racing and I quickly respond, “Take a guess.” I hold my hand out in front of him and say “I know a place.” As we hold hands walking down main street, it starts pouring out of nowhere. He takes me under a street light and tucks a piece of hair behind my ear and says “You make my day a thousand times better.” I hug him with all of my passion. I’ve never felt safer. I wake up the next morning to my granddaughter saying, “Grandma, could I know the story now?” Life is good. there's the story. just a quick onw
Reminds me of a time at subway where I got a meatball sub and I got it everywhere and I said I would clean it up and the Subway guy said "It's okay mate now your mess is mine"
Do you still remember these beautiful times? Everybody was happy, nobody had depression, and we listened to this song playing Fifa 15 after coming back from school with no problems....
***** Well... America does kind of refer to the whole land mass. You know, "North America, Central America, South America." So more correctly, when people say "America" AMERICANS think they're referring to the United State of America.
Just imagining how great it would be to listen to this song with my crush, both on the floor, facing the ceiling. Just like that. Nothing more and nothing less.
Talking like we used to do It was always me and you Shaping up and shipping out Check me in and check me out Do you like walking in the rain? When you think of love, do you think of pain? You can tell me what you see I will choose what I believe Hold on, darling This body is yours, This body is yours and mine Well hold on, my darling This mess was yours, Now your mess is mine Your mess is mine See you in the marketplace Walking 'round at 8am Got 2 hours before my flight Luck be on my side tonight You're the reason that I feel so strong The reason that I'm hanging on You know you gave me all the time Oh, did I give enough of mine? Hold on, darling This body is yours, This body is yours and mine Well hold on, my darling This mess was yours, Now your mess is mine Bring me to your house Tell me sorry for the mess Hey, I don't mind You're talking in your sleep Out of time Well, you still make sense to me Your mess is mine Your mess is mine This body's yours and this body's mine Your mess is mine
actually got chills listening to this after many years, my dad used to play guitar and sing this. my girlfriend just kicked me out of the house and i know its my fault and i dont hate her i just want her back and im living at my dads for a short time and he is very old now and he brought out his guitar and sung this again for me in his shaky voice and broken chords. and i completely sobbed just hearing it again it describes what im going through and is the music i live on. he talked to me and said "my child, things arent always as they seem to be, and the only constant is change. you have a path to follow your whole life, and you have no control over how those things end. you have control over how they start, however, and this determines your outcome. you shouldn't be going around trying to change this and pick up other peoples messes, and also hurting yourself. you should love all around you and they love you back. things always are shifting, changing, moving within you. you are in love, and nothing should be more important than that. her mess is yours and your mess in hers. that is what keeps you strong." no truer words have ever been spoken. i remember so vividly. i hope things get better.
Absolutely brilliant, on many levels. The message, lyrics, a love song, and message about how we all inherit each others messes, and the planet does too...Gorg.
“This mess was yours now this mess is mine” For those that want to know what it means, we humans made a mess of this world but now the mess we made belongs to the animals, they are the ones suffering from it.
This song has a melancholy tune. I like it. Melancholy is nice every once in awhile. I like the bear. I can relate to the bear. I like this song. Carlton Toronto, Canada
This tune has the melancholy tune because it is referring the mess that everyone makes, is not only his mess, it's everyone's mess. The polar bear is to depict how our mess is not only our mess but also the mess of the polar bear and other animals ( Climate Change ) Stefan. Montreal, Canada
The video tells the tragicomic story of a hapless polar bear exiled from his ice floe (presumably by global warming), who swims to a nearby city where he wanders through seedy neighborhoods full of degenerate humans. Luckily (and however improbably) he happens across an abandoned car, manages to teach himself to drive, and starts his own taxi service. Unluckily (however probably) he seems to pick up all the worst customers and a veritable procession of vice proceeds through his vehicle. Prostitutes, drunkards, and various types of deranged people all leave the detritus of sin in his car. In a very visceral way their mess becomes his. The weirdness, however, is a language of modern metaphor. The polar bear is a symbol of wronged innocence. In addition to being purely white, he has done nothing to deserve losing his pristine home. He is the blameless refugee trying to make the best of a bad situation. The car is another modern metaphor. Lamentably perhaps, in America the car is an extension of the self. It is an expression of one’s identity. The defilement of our bear’s car is an offense against himself, a degradation of his dignity. Additionally, cars enable a type of intimacy. Passengers in a car share an experience as they travel together to the same destination, united in physical space. However casual and common, it is a communion. A taxi driver invites strangers into this personal space in an infamously vulnerable way. In this case we have the innocent and vulnerable one allowing a succession of grossly disordered people to enter his personal space. They use what he has to offer them while offering nothing in return but a deposit of mess. Rather than a beautiful picture of intimacy, of what it means to give and receive according to one’s essential design, our bear is a picture of what it is to have “communion” with a series of unworthy people who can only hop aboard for a quick ride. Despite the impermanence of the relationship they leave their mark on our lives. It may not be vomit or urine, a broken window or graffiti, but still “your mess is mine.”
OHHHHH, I finally get it! The ice-cap that the polar bear was floating around on in the beginning melted, so he had nowhere else to go BUT onto the nearest land he could get to. Which led to all this craziness with the bear trying to be, like, **people**. All so he'd have somewhere to live. He really can't fit in with us, though... and we wouldn't let him even if he could, despite the fact that it's actually OUR fault that his natural home is gone. So this whole mess **he's** in is really OUR mess... as in the one we made ourselves via pollution and infinitely wasted/ destroyed natural resources. He's just the one who's stuck dealing with the repercussions of our actions. I really don't know HOW all of that went so far over my head the first time I saw this... it's pretty self-explanatory. I guess I just couldn't get past the "Awww, that bear thinks he's **people**!" schtick.
Until she (possibly) breaks up with you and then this song becomes an absolute misery to listen to because it reminds you of her and how much she meant to you making you more depressed and miserable than you already are leaving you with this empty abyss in your life so you don't want to leave your house anymore because you just have no motivation with life
I'll never forget when I first herd this song when it came out... has it really been six years now? wow! how the time flys! And yet that pure feeling is still there... great song
Fifa 15. I remember the worst lost I ever had was losing a silver cup finals in penalties towards the end of the cup. It was impossible to find a silver tournament match so I knew I wouldn’t get a second chance.
Beautiful love song let's all admit life is one big mess and if you find someone who will go through this mess we call life it's truly special love this song
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