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Harry Styles Analyses: [HS1] Meet Me in the Hallway ♥ / Sign of the Times / Two Ghosts ... [FINE LINE] Watermelon Sugar / Lights Up / Cherry ♥ / Falling / She / Sunflower, Vol. 6 ♥ / Fine Line ... [HARRY'S HOUSE] Little Freak / Matilda / Keep Driving / Satellite ... [KATTDO] Aperture
And he's back! As am I! Hello to Lights Up's younger but much more self-assured sister. The hidden fourth installment to the "Antidote Chronicles". Marking his highly anticipated return, this song is a testament to a perspective shift that can only really arrive with time. A conceptual synthesis of a new era.
Here's a deep dive into Harry Styles' Aperture, from a poet.
Photography Lesson & A Few Theories
First things first, let's make sure everybody's up to date on their photography knowledge. So, what is aperture? The aperture of a camera lens, simply put, is the opening through which light passes into the camera. The human eye has its own aperture, which is why the pupil dilates depending on whether you are in low- or high-light conditions. An important parallel to keep in mind, but back to the quick photography lesson.
Aperture results in different depths of field. The larger the aperture (more light), the shallower the depth of field, which makes for a blurry background and is most commonly used in portraiture. The smaller the aperture (less light), the deeper the depth of field, which sets everything in focus, and is most commonly used in landscapes. When more light is let in, the background noise blurs away with the focus landing on the subject, the person in the portrait.
Which leads us into one of my theories, starting off with the one I had the hour after the song title was revealed. A shift in perspective. And I believe this initial intuition to be correct. The aperture is changed at the photographer's discretion, depending on what they want the full picture to look like. Move into how the human eye works with aperture, and think about perspective and point of view. He's changing his perspective at his own discretion — he's not waiting for life, but actively choosing to live it. He's letting the light in, blurring the unnecessary background noise, and focusing on what he wants to appear in his view. A shift in perspective. To accept exposure. To know that seeing clearly means dropping some armor.
Second theory, I believe that Aperture and "Lights Up" are soul sisters. Aperture might be the youngest, but she is the most self-assured and mature out of the two. In "Lights Up", he was chasing the light, and there was an undercurrent of fear and uncertainty. But now, in Aperture, he is letting the light in with a new sense of acceptance for the uncertain. It's a switch from something being done to you (lights up and they know who you are) to taking control and inviting the world in (aperture lets the light in).
I feel like I keep repeating to this to whoever I've talked to about this song, but it truly embodies something that only time to yourself can produce. It takes time to reach this kind of acceptance, to embrace your flaws and what you don't know. To stop searching outside of yourself and redirect your gaze inside yourself for long-lasting change. To accept what you don't know, and be open to enlightenment, which expands on many levels. But anyway.
Last theory, and it was inspired by seeing people discuss on Twitter (still not calling it X, ew) whether or not the antidote chronicles will continue with his fourth album. By antidote chronicles, I speak of the lyric parallels between "Ever Since New York" (Choose your words 'cause there's no antidote / for this curse / oh, what's it waiting for?), "Golden" (Lovin you's the antidote / golden), and "Daylight" (You've got the antidote / I'll take one to go, go please). Theories started circulating as to which song would have the next installment of the antidote. But, to me, the song Aperture is the true antidote, and, again, showing a shift in perspective.
Through Aperture, he comes to terms with the fact that the antidote may have been in his hands this whole time. He's spent so long looking for the antidote to the sense of instability and chaos externally, but maybe the antidote has always been internal. Again, aperture is adjusted at the photographer's discretion, by their own hand. To find the true antidote, his viewpoint needed to shift, to see that what he always thought was a search had been traveling with him this whole time.
Now, let's dive.
Lyric Pull Apart
[VERSE 1]
Take no prisoners for me
I'm told you're elevating
Drinks go straight to my knees
I'm sold, I'm going on clean
I'm going on clean
Take no prisoners for me: The idiom "take no prisoners for me" means to be uncompromising in the pursuit of a goal. He's approaching the challenge with an unforgiving, fierce, and ruthless determination. The challenge in question? An unfiltered, intense approach to vulnerability in life and love without holding anything back.
As I've discussed before in previous song analyses, there is so much weight in the first verse of a song, and especially the very first line. Here, integrating this saying, it's setting the stage that, for this journey, he's letting go of all defenses and hesitation. It brings in this all-or-nothing approach.
I'm told you're elevating: For me, this line reads as if he's looking onto someone else he knows — someone who has achieved the life balance he seeks — and recognizes a higher plane of existence and/or emotion. Moving past superficiality and performativity into something that sinks deeper. Taking the high road. A rising, a growing, a blooming. A lighter sense of self, a new perspective to explore.
Drinks go straight to my knees: This feels like a call to his moments of instability. Intoxication and chaos, and feeling the loss of control. In the mind and body. Losing balance, in both the literal and emotional sense of the phrase. Also, as a poetry and literature geek, I'm living for the directional opposition created here following the previous line.
I'm sold, I'm going on clean / I'm going on clean: For full impact, you have to view this line in conversation with the previous. While the drinks show chaos and instability, here we witness a conscious choice for sobriety, both literally and emotionally. Chasing clarity after chaos after past messes he's leaving behind him. Seeking stability after so long of not being able to find your footing authentically. Then, repetition. God, I love intentional repetition. Repeating the line reinforces this commitment (which calls back to the "Take no prisoners for me" mentality), but he's convincing himself as much as anybody else who's offering an ear.
Verse 1 Summarization: We have an acknowledgement of messes, maybe sometimes reckless, of the past, and the desire to let the past be past. To chart a new path, an elevated perspective that only time gives you, and act without inhibitions. Drop the armor. A declaration of I want to do better.
[VERSE 2]
I've no more tricks up my sleeve
Game called, review the player
Time codes and Tokyo scenes
Bad boys, it's complicated
It's complicated
I've no more tricks up my sleeve: No more facades. No more complex guarded behaviors. He's putting those bad habits behind him, embracing this shift in outlook. Maybe even to go as far as to say dropping the need to people-please or consistently impress, but rather moving toward a truer self-reliance. Embrace authenticity over the pressure to curate a character for oneself.
Game called, review the player: He's ready to evaluate himself. Acknowledging past behaviors in order to move to a newfound sense of safety and light. Again, when the aperture of a camera lets more light in, the background blurs, and the focus is primarily on the central subject, used heavily in portraiture. Letting the light in means also acknowledging the self, in all its messy parts. Let the noise bleed away and call for your own review.
Time codes and Tokyo scenes: Again, I see this as another glimpse into the past. While listening to the song, we also experience this replay. A previous, notable trip of his, or maybe a compilation of many condensed into this one line. I also think that these moments of looking back still create a tie to camera/film imagery — it's what he has preserved and held onto, like a camera would capture a moment in time to remain memorialized in a frame. Also, with the wording, it feels to me like intense, vivid, bustling echoes captured on film.
Bad boys, it's complicated / It's complicated: I hear this to be another acknowledgement of the past, of engaging or witnessing a previous perspective that was tiring and complicated. It's, once more, leaning towards this evolution — yet, in order to evolve, one must accept what came before.
Verse 2 Summarization: He's not presenting himself as this all-knowing oracle who has it all figured out, but as someone willing to look at himself. While the first verse was all past acknowledgement, in the second verse we are seeing that growth sneak in. The willingness to self-evaluate, pause his life (the game, maybe) to see where he can change, dropping any past facades. A declaration continuing from Verse 1's I wanna do better, adding on because I have nothing to lose almost.
[PRE-CHORUS]
It's best you know what you don't
Aperture lets the light in
It's best you know what you don't
Aperture lets the light in
Instantly, the song "Anthem" by Leonard Cohen came to mind, with the lyric: There's a crack, a crack in everything / That's how the light gets in. This idea that imperfections are where you find the magic. And I think that's part of the message here. Though the pre-chorus, I find these lines to be the center of the song.
Here is an embrace of intellectual and emotionally humility, with natural progression from Verse 2. With that verse's reflection of the tricks and games, he realizes that pretending to have control is a trap, and the first step toward true, clean transparency is to accept all that you don't know. It's best you know what you don't isn't weakness, but, rather, maturity. Conceding to your own inexperience and naivety, what isn't defined, opens the mind for clarity that doesn't stop at the superficial. No performance, no acrobatics to avoid, but rather facing the truth in all its peace and turbulance.
And we return to aperture, a perspective shift that can be changed at one's own hand. Opening the aperture, letting the light in, it doesn't magically fix anything; it lets things be seen as they are. This realization, this new perspective on his life after just so many years of living it, isn't a gift you suddenly find, but something that becomes visible once self-induced barriers are knocked down. Accepting love, growth, and the unknown, to find a sense of higher existence in the day to day.
[CHORUS]
We belong together
It finally appears it's only love
We belong together
We belong together
It finally appears it's only love
We belong together
Listening to this chorus feels like hopping onto a dance floor with people having their arms open in an embrace. It feels like a climactic conclusion of clarity as confusion fades and love feels certain. Simple, almost. We belong together. Not a grand romantic slogan, but an emotional grounding. A trust fall into an unifying connection.
I love myself some repetition. The repetition emphasizes acceptance and also emotional reassurance, settling into the idea that all these complex, chaotic feelings find their way back to love. How love is at the core of why we are breathing, why we are alive. A release of control. What initially feels like a threatening, chaotic force can, with a simple shift in one's perspective (the aperture), be something to be embraced and danced with.
This song, as a whole, is him realizing he was running away from his own weaknesses, vulnerabilities, and any risk of emotional distress. The dark. But, with him reaching this burst of newfound perspective after a period of caution, the light gets let in, as the unnecessary noise blurs away from his viewpoint.
[VERSE 3]
In no good state to receive
Go forth, ask questions later
Trap doors, you're toying with me
Dance halls, another cadence
In no good state to receive: This song truly encapsulates the experience and shift of letting one's guard down, like adjusting a camera for more light. Here, at the top of the third verse, he acknowledges his own hesitancy. Also, a personal reading from me, it highlights an overwhelming beginning to vulnerability. Recognizing your own apprehensiveness is how you dance through them, a prerequisite for the lyric to follow. There's a need for a change.
Go forth, ask questions later: A mantra to move forward. The first line and this line work as a companionship — knowing you have natural hesitations, but call oneself to action without needing to know all the answers or waiting for the picture-perfect moment. Go forth, ask questions later. With a shift in perspective, there's an accompanying need to let go of the need for control or answers. Embrace of uncertainty and spontaneity. Leaping into situations while forgoing the usual habit of overthinking, trusting the experience and the pockets of vulnerability that come with that. Opening up, even when unprepared or uncertain.
Trap doors, you're toying with me: As "In no good state to receive" and "Go forth, ask questions later" were companion lyrics in this verse, this lyric is the first half of our other duo. I read this line as the inevitable feeling of chaos as one enters a change of mindset. Change in general, really. Trap doors could speak to unexpected pitfalls, hidden dangers. Being played by fate. This could also be a realization that came to fruition in the moments of reflection ("Game called, review the player") — speaking to past experiences of manipulation and abuse of good hearts, which lead to apprehension and mistrust, as indicated by "you're toying with me". Again, there's a need for a change.
Dance halls, another cadence: The shift. Moving to a different rhythm and pace. A space of movement and harmonic configuration — a change in flow and a new tempo to life. We tie back, once more, to this shift in perspective of how to live your life. Letting light in. It also feels like an additional call to the movement, as alluded to in the chorus, from isolation to connection. Sense of continuousness (which foreshadows the bridge), which I feel ties into the spiral symbolism associated with the promotion of the single and also the album.
A spiral never retraces the same step. You see, it circles, but it's always somewhere new. It speaks to the journey of life [birth, death, rebirth], personal growth, and the evolution of consciousness. Spiritually, it calls to growth that revisits lessons from a higher/deeper vantage point. In other words, a shift in perspective. Back to our knowledge of photography. When the camera wants to let more light in, the aperture expands. An expanding spiral, specifically, symbolizes growth, expanding awareness, and the conscious mind. For my own personal interpretation of spirals, I see it as a reminder that no living thing can survive while being stagnant. We are ever-changing, and that includes how we see ourselves and how we view the decisions we made in the past. A shift in perspective. Get the picture?
Verse 3 Summarization: This verse is my personal favorite. It toes the line of despondency and acceptance so well, inject it into my veins, pretty please! In order to move forward, one must acknowledge mistakes made. And here, as in the verses that precede it, reflection leads to resolution. It's an assessment of the right now. An observation and recollection of how he hasn't been very good at learning where he's wrong and receiving new information or guidance, but there's a willingness for openness, and that's the key.
[PRE-CHORUS]
It's best you know what you don't
Aperture lets the light in
Don't become stagnant in your perception. Embrace what there is to learn, for that's how you begin to welcome the light in. Again, this concept of maturing to realize that accepting what you don't know isn't a weakness but a strength. That conceding to your own naivety opens the mind for clarity that doesn't stop at the superficial.
It's a statement of values, and an acknowledgement of a whole wide world of things we do not know. It's flipping the common saying ignorance is bliss on its head; rather, we celebrate the inverse. Knowing what you don't know is where the light is. And, again, this conclusion can only come with time. Time well spent, I'd say! Once more, we embrace the vulnerability and the unknown by allowing those new experiences (and love!) in, for acknowledging what we don't know is an essential stepping stone towards deep connection.
[CHORUS]
We belong together
It finally appears it's only love
We belong together
It finally appears
We belong together
It finally appears it's only love
We belong together
Amid all the noise of a life that moves fast and can feel fragmented — travel scenes, trap doors — there's a simple certainty that has been learned and is now revisited often. We belong together / It's only love. Again, not a grand romantic slogan as I read. But, rather, a trust fall into an unifier. An emotional grounding as a refrain. With one shift in perspective, one sees the beauty that passed right under their nose when they were consumed.
It's such a beautiful and poignant moment of clarity, as confusion and apprehension fade and love feels so simple and certain. Again, I love some good intentional repetition. Acceptance and emotional reassurance. We keep returning to it, again and again. Personally, as the listener, I can't help but feel a sense of release each time we circle back to the simplicity of these lyrics. It's a reminder. An affirmation. Love.
[BRIDGE]
I won't stray from it
I don't know these spaces
Time won't wait on me
I wanna know what safe is
I won't stray from it
I don't know these spaces
Time won't wait on me
I won't stray from it
I don't know these spaces
Time won't wait on me
I wanna know what safe is
I won't stray from it
I don't know these spaces
Time won't wait on me
I won't stray from it: This feels like he's making a dedicated promise to himself more than anyone else. And he keeps repeating this promise like he's scared to break it — acknowledging his initial instinct to pull back when things get too unfamiliar. But there's a strong commitment to change, a theme Harry has explored throughout his previous albums. This time around, he's being intentional rather than defaulting to bad habits from before, as hinted at in the verses prior. He's staying true to this shift in perspective, in aperture — a more open-hearted approach that lets light back into his life, where he might've been secluding himself in darkness, maybe not aware of it until he took the time to reflect.
I don't know these spaces: It's another instance of him admitting that he's in this emotional territory he's never really walked in before. But, in light of that, he wants to stay the course. The course he's on with this new mindset is an intimate space, feeling uncharted, but the transition is bringing him a lightness not felt before. An unprecedented joy. A new light enters his lens of life.
Time won't wait on me: This unchartedness, the uncertainty — it does have a habit of making time feel even louder. But it's also a needed wake-up call. A matter of urgency is communicated here. He realizes that the world isn't just going to hand him the clarity and peace of mind he seeks. The antidote he's been searching for to tend to himself. It's on him, and him alone, to get into that frame of mind. It's up to him to change his perspective. As one gets older, pressure grows to figure things out fast, even when you don't feel completely ready. But sometimes, saying yes instead of no to tread unfamiliar waters could leave you feeling clean.
I wanna know what safe is: This line hits hard. So hard. I love how it lands, less of a demand and more of a quiet wish; not for perfection, but just for something that doesn't feel like it could collapse the minute you turn away. Finding a place to let go instead of the constant retreating (that, through the verses, we learned is a bad habit common to him). And, too, in the verses, we get an almost checklist of how to find that safety. The stability. A longtime antidote.
Bridge Summarization: The repetition makes the bridge feel circular, as if he's pacing the same thought with himself over and over, convincing himself that he can make this change and dance in the light. With the chorus — as I've seen before in his writing — it feels like he's grounding himself and reassuring himself in real time. And again, with a spiral being associated with the single, it also mirrors that. Lastly, and this might be an entirely personal interpretation, but in the verses, it felt like we were in a loop (a loop one could get lost in), while the bridge is bringing us forward (though still circular, for apprehension still lingers). In turn, the bridge is representative of the aperture shift in motion, and we feel the perspective shift in both the lyrics and the music backing it. This song is so atmospheric to me.
[CHORUS]
We belong together
It finally appears it's only love
We belong together
It finally appears
We belong together
It finally appears it's only love
We belong together
One last return to the chorus. The end goal he is striving to achieve. The lyrics here evoke the atmosphere he'd like to immerse himself in. Throughout the song, we got a set of ingredients of how to arrive here.
One last return to the chorus. Repetition once more. It's the end goal he is striving to achieve, encapsulated in few words. The lyrics evoke the atmosphere he'd like to immerse himself in, and the one he's trying to create for the listener. Throughout the song, we receive an abstract set of ingredients that create this shift in mindset. The safe feeling he's been searching for. He's his own antidote.
Core Lyric
I believe every song has one lyric that summarizes the song as an entity. For Aperture, the core lyric is:
"Time won't wait on me"
Maybe you expected me to pick the lyric with the title in it. Believe me, I thought about it — but I found myself more drawn to this to encapsulate the why behind the song. Like I said at the top of the post, this song is truly a testament to a perspective shift that can only happen with time. As one gets older, pressure grows to have everything figured out. Realizations sink in that the world isn't going to hand you the peace of mind you seek. Stop waiting for perfect conditions to materialize. Instead, create the atmosphere you want to immerse yourself. Aperture is adjusted at the photographer's discretion, and sometimes, they need time to figure out the best composition.
Additionally, there's a lot of reflection and self-assessment in this song, an inevitable step when one wants to make a large shift. And, personal changes such as these can sometimes be triggered by this fear of letting time waste away. Time won't wait on me. It won't wait on your apprehensions about change (as we've seen in his past work). The shift to being cautious to being wholeheartedly flirting with life isn't an easy feat, but time will feel kinder as a gift. Perspective can be adjusted, but at the artist's hand. Watching through the lens of time, searching for a spark divine. And then it all will ignite with light — plus refraction from a mirrorball in the sky.
[I hope my rambling made some sort of sense — whew, it has been a hot minute since I've done a new analysis!]
Conclusion
Aperture opens this new era with a quiet promise: no hiding, no running (except for the occasional marathon), no hardening. Let the light in with full joy, not resistance. There's always a beautiful poetry and pressure to a lead single — to set the tone. They have to be the introductory, the prologue to the story the album takes us on, if executed correctly, of course. And it's held up.
He's grown. He's seeing things more clearly. A testament to perspective shifts that can only happen with time. This song to me is him figuring out that he was running away from his weaknesses, vulnerabilities, and the risk of something. But something clicked inside, and he made the conscious decision to evolve. Saying, I'm going to allow myself to grab life and light by the hands, and it's at my discretion. The song as a whole is a conviction to make changes, a true mission statement. Change is not a space he's always been comfortable with, but he's ready now. Ready to move into uncharted territory.
And, one last bit, I cannot wait to learn how this opener leads into the other songs on the album, which I have no doubt will just continue widening the picture until we have another self-portrait to welcome home. And let the light in. And kiss all the time. Oh, can't forget discoing occasionally. Welcome back, Harry!
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The theatrical and grand debut single holds strong among Harry's discography, even years after its release. Such a staple in his discography as a true debut into the new path he set himself on. It's a song that's so layered, meaningful, and beautifully vague but bursts at the seams with symbolism that hits everybody just that little bit differently.
An eerie calm covers the song, while sadness is soaked into every syllable that rolls off his tongue. The words undertone much growth, soul, wisdom, patience, heart, grit, life, death, and love. It's a song that's truly cathartic to listen to and sing along with other voices you stand shoulder to shoulder with. It's an absolute statement.
Here's a deep dive into Harry Styles' Sign of the Times, from a poet.
Judgement Day & A Mother's Cry
The theatricality of this song lends itself to a greater subject matter that extends past Harry himself and fosters a deeper connection on this wider scale he's dipping his feet into. Sign of the Times is layered beautifully, eloquently, and vaguely — artistically by design. It leaves room for many interpretations so any listener who comes across it can go with something to hold close to their heart. And what's held close to one's heart varies from spectator to spectator. My interpretation? A mesh between my internalization of the lyrics, and also taking into consideration how Harry himself has explained his own work — which is insanely valuable and precious and shouldn't be discarded in discussion in the way I see many do.
I believe the entity of Sign of the Times circles around Judgement Day, and the fear that ties in with it. The call of the inevitable end that could implode into your life at any given moment, and how the human mind seeks signs for one's comprehension. Or, as you could call them more specifically, the signs of the times. Obviously, more detail will unfold as we dive in lyric-by-lyric. But, now, let us refresh ourselves on Harry's own explanation:
"Most of the stuff that hurts me about what's going on at the moment is not politics, it's fundamentals. Equal rights. For everyone, all races, sexes, everything. [...] This isn't the first time we've been in a hard time, and it's not going to be the last time. The song is written from a point of view as if a mother was giving birth to a child and there's a complication. The mother is told, 'The child is fine, but you're not going to make it.' The mother has five minutes to tell the child, 'Go forth and conquer.'"
So many are up in arms about this explanation and believe it's a facade, but I disagree. The scene of a mother having to say goodbye to her newborn child is a powerful image that can explain the powerful emotions surrounding an unfortunate goodbye as well as lingering sparks of hope for a better future, even if it's for someone other than yourself. And, like I said before, there is a theatricality to this song. While many of the other songs on his eponymous album feel more intimate and like we're infiltrating on personal anecdotes/voice notes, Sign of the Times feels like it was made to cultivate connection and reach into others. But, remember, theatrical doesn't have to mean fake and inauthentic. Actually, to me, this represents the exact opposite.
Theatricality is using dramatic personas or devices to demonstrate something the artist cannot or chooses to not state simply or directly. Metaphors are a popular device in art for a reason — they allow the creator some distance from the message they're trying to deliver, which is needed for personal reasons the future audience doesn't need to fully comprehend. A natural disconnect often comes when attempting to present a message of grandiosity, and that's not a bad thing. And, in terms of Sign of the Times, I believe Harry uses it to his advantage, especially with it being his debut as a solo artist. As said before, this song feels like it was made to cultivate connection and reach into others, and that is exactly what he needed to do. And did so, successfully.
Last quick note before we continue on. I am so intrigued by the structure of this song, and how it doesn't follow the normal one for a pop song. Or even pop-rock, really, to me. This lends itself to how people were taken aback when Harry chose this song as his big debut single, subverting expectations held against him. Redefinition, one of the core themes of HS1. Poetically, I would characterize this song as more of a meditation (with an eschatological bend to it) rather than lyrical (which seeks to explain and expound — he's moving away from this style here).
Lyric Pull Apart
[VERSE 1]
Just stop your crying, it's a Sign of the Times
Welcome to the final show
I hope you're wearing your best clothes
You can't bribe the door on your way to the sky
You look pretty good down here
But you ain't really good
Just stop your crying, it's a Sign of the Times: This opening line remedies biblical allusion, specifically to the idea of Judgement Day, a Rapture, or even a resurrection/ascension showered in rebirth implications. Sign of the Times also constantly alludes to themes of turmoil — perhaps death, rebirth, or even purification — all centering back to this opener. To bring focus to the actual wording of the lyric, many religions believe that before the end times, there will be signs. We recognize the signs of doom, uneasiness, and inevitable charging toward us, among others. The speaker is reassuring the listener, telling them to stop your crying, for it won't change the Sign of the Times — letting oneself get consumed by emotions won't change the inevitable.
THROUGH HARRY'S EXPLANATION: The mother knows she's going to die, and knows that she's not able to watch her little one grow up. But what she can do is relish in these last five minutes she has with her child. She begs the child to stop your crying, and connect with her. It's a Sign of the Times, I have to leave you behind, my child, and you must know your power to conquer. You can survive without me, I promise.
Welcome to the final show: There's an underlying sense of inevitable terminus, whether one's ready to face it or not. How it's presented and phrased here emphasizes the apocalyptic and leans further to the song's grandiose nature. Naturally, as a Harry Styles and David Bowie fanatic, my mind connects this piece and David Bowie's Life on Mars? — more the specific lyric: "Oh man, wonder if he'll ever known / He's in the best selling show". There, Bowie is blurring the lines between reality and fantasy, which I think can add another nuance to Sign of The Times if applied. Is the grandiose nature of the song itself mimicking some kind of cinematic circus? The amplification of what shouldn't be amplified? How even grieving and tragedy are commodified? Questions raised, but not entirely fleshed out yet, but wanted to offer them to your beautiful minds anyhow.
THROUGH HARRY'S EXPLANATION: I picture this as something the mother says to her child as she's holding them in her arms, but more than anything, she's repeating it to herself as a path to acceptance. Welcome to my final show, I'm dying and I can't escape the inevitable. And the mother's heart is breaking, knowing she won't get to watch her child grow, that she has to leave her own flesh and blood behind her. Welcome to my final show, it's my final hour. Final five minutes. My time is coming to a close, but yours is just beginning.
I hope you're wearing your best clothes: This line, I believe, can be taken as the speaker talking to the listener/receiver, or the speaker talking to oneself. Both, simultaneously, can be true. I feel, also, there's a bit of cynicism, a little bitterness, undertoning the words. Telling someone to pull themselves together as there's no other option — or, let's get dressed up to watch the downfall of all we've known. Taking into consideration that this is an accompaniment to the line that precedes it, I can't help but think of a funeral, for the person in the casket is always dressed in their best clothes to be buried underground. Naturally, then, a follow-up question is prompted: who could this funeral be mourning? Is it the mother as this song stands as her last dying wish and breath? Is a broader service toward all victims of this Sign of The Times? Or one who took advantage of the times to please themselves?
Another consideration is that this is a precedent to the line about to follow it, and with that enacted, a new perspective is granted. Best clothes are all about presentation, a facade, a false exterior to trick other's perceptions at times. Trick people into thinking you're more well off than you truthfully are, sometimes to push forward more than those who are perceived as competition. Almost like... a bribe?
THROUGH HARRY'S EXPLANATION: A little baby is swaddled in a standard blanket and hospital-issued clothing, and the mother is in a hospital-issued medical gown — just the image of that scene brings a new nuance to the line itself. The story that Harry provided us in companionship with the song is tragic in itself, but as you take some of these lines and connect them back to his explanation, certain details hit harder than others. A hint of sarcasm is undertoned to weave this line into this tale. Look at us, in our gaudy hospital get-ups, minutes before I have to leave you. And, even, looking towards the future that's already set — the mother, in a casket, dressed in her finest clothes and pearls, and the baby, so young, dressed in their best onesie to lay their mother to rest they never got the chance to know.
You can't bribe your door on your way to the sky: We're sticking with the biblical allusions here, so buckle yourself in. When entering the gates of Heaven, one's life must speak for itself. There's no way to bend the rules in the face of Judgement Day, no matter how much money or trinkets you have hoarded. The speaker suggests that the listener/receiver of this song — the one being spoken to/comforted — is simply bribing their way through life, but this won't be sustainable especially postmortem. This lyric goes out of its way, in the haunting light of tragedy, to highlight a notion of superficiality and hypocrisy. But, again, this reminder could be the speaker reminding themselves, too.
THROUGH HARRY'S EXPLANATION: If a mother had five minutes left with her child, she'd try to instill as much wisdom in those last bonding moments, even if it might not be comprehended or fall flat. And that's what this line comes off as, to me, in this perspective — the mother telling her child that they must live life well and that they can't bribe their way through the years they're so blessed to be granted. Simultaneously, with added nuance, the mother herself could have some regrets in the back of her head about how she's lived her life before being faced with motherhood — wanting to try everything to prevent her new child making the same mistakes she made in life, even if it doesn't register.
You look pretty good down here / But you ain't really good: Another allusion to superficiality, the speaker claims that to whomever they are speaking of holds tight to the facade of being good, but the person's not inherently good, and their malevolence will become apparent in the light of the inevitable Judgement Day, in the midst of the Sign of The Times. Again, the speaker could very well be addressing themselves, whether only or also. From the phrasing of the line, it feels like the speaker could've already ascended — prepping for redefinition, rebirth... might be such a stretch, but there it is! — and looking down at those stuck in indecision. Or, the speaker remains on the ground and is watching the listener/receiver trying to find their way into Heaven. Feel more adamant about the latter.
The But you ain't really good bit, it's really interesting because it leaves me wondering a lot. Is this the speaker's opinion? Is this the influence of the words of others? Is the speaker referring to themselves or the listener? Or both? Is it the speaker calling out whomever they're speaking to/of? Many questions all worth being pondered, and will be internalized in a thousand different ways. And I think that's a key to the beauty of this song, that almost everyone can find a way to take away from it. You know?
THROUGH HARRY'S EXPLANATION: The mother knows that her child has a long road ahead of them, and she can't be there to guide them through it all. All she has are these five minutes, ticking away. In those minutes, she's going to try to squeeze a lifetime's worth of wisdom. You look pretty good down here, as she looks down at her child, so naive to the world, in her arms that shake as the fear sets in of her inevitable death. But you ain't really good, but, child, you have so much trouble ahead of you. The world is chaotic, and I, your mother, won't be there to even attempt to shield and protect you. Like I should. Maybe more of an abstract interpretation here, but I stand by it!
[PRE-CHORUS]
We never learn we've been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
We never learn, we've been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
The pre-chorus is full of questions of innocence, such as: Why are there bullets? Why are they always aimed at us? At me? Why does this keep happening — we've already been here before? And innocence doesn't only have to be a product of ignorance, but can also be a coping mechanism. HS1 is full of chronicles told of unhealthy ones, so it charts. There's a switch, also, from you to we, and that tiny detail helps us shift to a sense of unity — and from unity could ignite a spark of hope in the hopelessness of end times. But, make no mistakes, the tragic tone of the song hasn't teetered off at all. Rather, the exhibit of this flicking spark of hope leans itself to more tragedy as there's a fast track to an inevitable end that can't be halted, even in grand numbers. Death is inevitable.
We never learn we've been here before: Such simple phrasing, but captures the frustration of "If we know the outcome of this, why don't we prevent it?". This theatrical story of the end times, an attempted inference, is a metaphor for struggle in interpersonal communication. A theory, okay. The circles of never communicating properly, which is a topic that's explored heavily in his debut album. Broader, it captures the cyclical pattern of human behavior ingrained in nature, where history repeats itself and individuals fail to learn from mistakes in the past.
THROUGH HARRY'S EXPLANATION: Could be a moment of reflection and/or a flashback in time. With the knowledge now that having this child would result in her death, it's inevitable for a mother to think back and wonder if there was anything she could've done differently. Looking back, was there something she missed? Feeling as if she didn't learn enough, she didn't know better, even if she had done everything right in truth. Is there a way I could've survived to watch my baby go forth and conquer?
Why are we always stuck and running from / The bullets, the bullets?: A continuation of frustration, how the speaker and the receiver have been in this moment before, perpetually stuck in a cycle that causes deja vu. It's as if they know the outcome — the outcome of just being and watching the world crumble around as debris piles at their feet. Stuck in this endless cycle and running from it, but why are we running from it? Maybe we need to let ourselves succumb to the inevitable, to the Sign of The Times. An appropriation of the idiom of a problem being swept under the carpet, now replaced with something more contemporary and paradoxical.
THROUGH HARRY'S EXPLANATION: Maybe the mother has had this knowledge for a long while, how she was going to have to die to give her child life. And she knows she can't run away from the inevitable, and wonders why, possibly, she used to. Now, she's skin to skin with her new child, having such a short time to live as she ponders the new soul she brought into the world. Through heartbreak, she wants to give her child the courage to go forth and conquer. Because knowledge doesn't always mean acceptance and might make that journey even more difficult.
The bullets, the bullets?: When he sings the word bullets here, it always sounded softer to me, contradicting the sharpness of the imagery. Which, in turn, makes me wonder if there's a double layer to it intentionally. The bullets that bleed, that maim, but can be felt as soft caresses simultaneously. But is it a genuine caress, or one laced with hypocrisy? People making their judgments, the hands that should nurture and caress, are delivering bullets instead, with inhumane mendacity that reassures their targets (later with it'll be alright) even as they are being destroyed.
As for where the bullets are coming from? People have argued for a while now on whether they can hear your bullets, and I actually love the idea that the bullets come from the ambiguous you, because it deepens both the religious connotation and hypocrisy notion. But, too, this could be a moment of reflection whilst in the end times — maybe wondering if any of these bullets ever mattered in a grand scheme of life flashing by your eyes. Doesn't mean they hurt any bit less, though.
[CHORUS]
Just stop your crying, it's a Sign of the Times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
Just stop your crying, it'll be alright
They told me that the end is near
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here: Awareness and denial swirl together. They know the end is near, so they want to escape it and get away from it — but that's not necessarily realistic. And the repetition of this phrase specifically indicates a spiraling, hopelessness of trying to escape death and judgment. The "ending" motif is present throughout the song, if you haven't caught on already — and the chorus comes off as an attempt to call to action, in desperation. We have to leave before the bullets start flying — but, in the snap of reality clouding over, one realizes they're stuck in the midst of it with no feasible way of escaping the inevitable.
THROUGH HARRY'S EXPLANATION: The Mother wants to stay in a life where she continues to be with her child, to protect and shelter the innocent life she brought into the world. She wants, wistfully, to whisk both of them away to somewhere neither of them can get hurt, but, regardless of these fantasies, the inevitable end is barreling towards her. Striking and poignant in itself, this concept — one person dying so another could live.
Just stop your crying, it'll be alright: While analyzing, I couldn't shake the thought of this line being attached to the term the end is near, and should never be separated. Together, I think it captures it in its true nature. Because, the small sense of reassurance and attempt at comfort is a product of one's circumstances. But more questions arise. Could this be another factor of denial, trying to move away from the inevitable crash and burn? Yes, possibly, whether you have the perception of the speaker addressing someone else, himself, or both simultaneously.
THROUGH HARRY'S EXPLANATION: Goes hand-in-hand with the other explanation just before, but even though the Mother is becoming overwhelmed with pessimistic views and hopelessness, she looks toward her child and remembers she has to be hopeful and strong for them, even for the last five minutes of her life. Even, as the Mother looks down at her child with their whole life ahead of them, there's some hope in the innocence. She wants her child to go forth and conquer, come what may, even if that includes the Mother on her deathbed soon and inevitably.
They told me that the end is near / We gotta get away from here: Brief discussion for this one. To me, these lyrics hold a crucial factor to the song as a single entity because of the urgency they convey when paired together. The awareness, the panic, and the denial wrapped up together.
[VERSE 2]
Just stop your crying, have the time of your life
Breaking through the atmosphere
Things look pretty good from here
Remember everything will be alright
We can meet again somewhere
Somewhere far away from here
Just stop your crying, have the time of your life: I believe the second verse takes place after the speaker has ascended to Heaven / a realm outside. There's a different tone to the second verse when put next to the first — though a subtle contrast, it's a contrast nonetheless, and therefore worth noting. If we're sticking with the biblical allusions, then I take this line as after death and reaching Heaven, the pain of the subject's and/or the speaker's personal issues lifted. As a result of this realization, they advise the living to accept that death is inevitable and focus on making their lives worth living in the time that's left on their clock.
THROUGH HARRY'S EXPLANATION: The Mother can feel her time coming to a close, that she has to leave her child behind in death. So, she reassures, just stop your crying, and verbalizes her greatest wish for her little loved one into small ears that can't comprehend yet — have the time of your time. Acceptance that death is inevitable and inescapable, and she can't run from it. But, rather, the Mother must encourage her child to live their life to the fullest with the time they've been given at her own expense.
Breaking through the atmosphere: A second allusion that we're in the midst of/referring to something beyond this world. Heaven, another realm, however one wants to interpret it.
Things look pretty good from here: A stark contrast from the ending of the first verse, and I believe it's intentionally crafted in this way. You look pretty good down here / But you ain't really good shifts to Things look pretty good from here with no followup of the cynics. It branches off from the first line of this verse, and the interpretation there — advising the living to accept that death is inevitable, and now adding on the realization that what was feared offers something beautiful, something that looks pretty good.
We can meet again somewhere / Somewhere far away from here: These final two lines, closing off the second verse, are both pivotal and bittersweet. We can reconnect in peace with those we love in an afterlife, after the end times, after the inevitable catastrophe that Sign of the Times alludes to. The details of that catastrophic event? It's intentionally left up to the viewer to fill in that blank. We'll always meet again indicating that the speaker and the receiver have a strong connection and affection for one another. And that still holds true even if the speaker is the receiver simultaneously like I've debated with you before — now adding on an undertone of growing self-respect and acceptance. The bittersweetness to this is the inability to be together and find a resolution right now, but this hope of a future together lingers still, even if it's postmortem. Everything will be alright, we'll see each other again. Stop your crying, we've been through hell before and made it through, we'll always seek each other on the other side of it.
THROUGH HARRY'S EXPLANATION: The dying Mother comforts her newborn child, promising that, though she has to leave now, they'll soon be reunited in the afterlife. With the awareness of her death barrelling toward her, we've heard and witnessed her passing life lessons and hope onto her child, wanting them to live a life worth living. Even with her death being inevitable, and the child being left alone being the same level of inevitability. But, still, the Mother holds onto faith and hope, knowing that a time will come when she's reunited with this little love of her life, her bundle of joy amongst the raised hell. Somewhere far away from here, maybe Heaven, maybe an afterlife, we'll meet again somewhere far away from this deathbed I'm confined to now.
[PRE-CHORUS]
We never learn, we've been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
We never learn, we've been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
Repetition of the same pre-chorus, and I always take repetition being intentional as the first resort, for it's not an uncommon technique/motif in all arts. Here, the intention (I believe, anyway) is this feeling of being unable to escape — in terms of not being able to escape the end times — and a sense of urgency — only having a limited amount of time to comfort/communicate teach during a fight against an impending, inevitable end. For instance, a Mother trying to cherish the last minutes with her child before she passes away from complications because she gave this sweet baby life.
[CHORUS]
Just stop your crying, it's a Sign of the Times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
Stop your crying, baby, it'll be alright
They told me that the end is near
We gotta get away from here
Repetition of the chorus further emphasizes a desire to escape the inevitability of a dire situation. But, still, the acceptance of the inevitable disaster to come, and reassurance as a coping mechanism, in Stop your crying, baby, it'll be alright. This hope that there's a way to escape this negative phenomenon barreling towards them, an ache to find a place of safety — physically or metaphorically... or both. But, as discussed prior, there's no way to escape the inevitable. Yet, in this resurfacing of the chorus constantly, there's a resortment back to a hope that's almost naive and childlike, which ties in with the conceptualization of a Mother speaking to her child before death, too.
[PRE-CHORUS]
We never learn, we've been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
We never learn, we've been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
Once more, repetition of the pre-chorus, the push of urgency, and no signs of escape. We never learn, we've been here before encapsulates such an insurmountable feeling, the suffering of the subject(s), and the exhaustion of witnessing the same pain again and again. Walking through hell in a horrible cycle — self-inflicted or forced upon is up for debate, and another thing up to the listener. Then, the feeling is further categorized by the following line, Why are we always stuck and running from the bullets? — being stuck, stagnancy, but more on the level of the loss of control one once had.
[BRIDGE]
We don't talk enough
We should open up
Before it's all too much
Will we ever learn?
We've been here before
It's just what we know
We don't talk enough / We should open up: Now enters a term whose underlying motif works as a thesis for all discussions of Harry's music, extending far beyond this song only. But for right now we've got to focus on this song only. Because it's a Sign of the Times analysis. Anyway! Lack of communication! A motif of concealing emotions and pain, and inability to talk through those things. The timing and presentation of this line come across as an intimate thought or spoken conversation rooted in regret. When faced with the Sign of the Times, and knowing that one's end is near, people grow a willingness to seek amends, hoping to die without regrets.
THROUGH HARRY'S EXPLANATION: The Mother's regrets come crashing down around her within these last minutes her life, regretting — though it could very well be through no fault of her own — that she doesn't have more time with her child, more time to connect and communicate, to teach the child what they need to know for the life they are about to face on their own.
Before it's all too much: This accompanies the two lines that precede it. The cycle of keeping emotions and pain inside to brush on forward will only lead to the destruction of sacred things, from relationships all the way up to individual lives. Before it's all too much. Before it ruins us. Before it kills us. Alternatively, or possibly a companion, one can see that someone is burdened and suffering to their limits, especially if there's an established connection between them. A strong connection has been solidified with the listener prior. Maybe?
Will we ever learn? / We've been here before: Will we ever learn to honestly communicate with one another? Will we ever learn? Will we ever learn to not get fooled? And, tell me, will we ever learn to evade these bullets? Or should we learn to embrace our bullet wounds? Once more, the speaker references a cyclical stagnancy they've found themselves stuck within, inferred with the following We've been here before.
It's just what we know: This feeling of helplessness is not something foreign to the speaker, nor is it unknown to the receiver. But, there's also a moment of realization when coupled with the other lines in the song's bridge, that the speaker realizes there's something uneasy about it all being so comfortable. In some way, it's in this line specifically that he answers his own question about why they or "we" feel stuck and running, but never learn. And, that all reminds me of something he said in Rolling Stone when speaking of Sign of the Times, where he said, and I quote:
"This isn't the first time we've been in a hard time, and it's not going to be the last time."
[OUTRO]
Stop your crying, baby, it's a Sign of the Times
We gotta get away
We got to get away, we got to get away
We got to get away, we got to get away
We got to, we got to, away
We got to, we got to, away
We got to, we got to, away
The outro, the conclusion to the song, is composed of a repetition of the call to action. Amid the most climactic, powerful section of the whole song, with all the instrumentals and poetry building up to this point. A mixture of hope and fear still remains, but in the ending's rising, it feels like release into the unknown has taken over. The pleading and the exclaiming into the manta of We got to get away — extends in haste to We got to, we got to, away! Then, as it falls back down to the simplistic piano — in the same nature to which the piece began — is as they've finally broke through the atmosphere in finality, and where the Mother finally passes, and a child is left alone, ready to conquer the world left in front of them.
The conclusion to the song is done with a repetition of the call to action. And, done in the midst of the most climactic, powerful section of the entire song, as all the instrumentals and poetry have been building up to this point. A mixture of hope and fear still remains, but in the rising of the ending, it feels like release into the unknown has taken over. The pleading and the exclaiming into the almost mantra of We got to get away – extends in haste to We got to, we got to, away. Then, as it falls back down to the simplistic piano – in the same nature the song began – is as they’ve finally broke through the atmosphere in finality, and where the Mother finally passes, and the child is left alone.
Core Lyric
I believe every song has one lyric that encompasses the song as an entity. For Sign of the Times, the core lyric is:
"we got to get away"
I chose this as the core lyric because it's the call to action one keeps returning to, and for good reason. The entirety of Sign of the Times feels like a call to action, with this being the centered desire. And, in its simplicity, it can be applied to both avoidance and acceptance, two ideals equally investigated throughout the song. As I've said before, songs like this one are so special because they can hit everybody differently, and give them what they need in the moment. With that said, I feel like the takeaway is always some form of the chosen core lyric. We got to get away, whatever that means to you, whatever that meant to Harry back then, and whatever it means to Harry now — it's beautiful, and I don't know how much more I can say about this song without diving straight into gushing.
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The Lights Up Labyrinth. A song of self-identity, self-reflection, and self-acceptance — coincidentally, all themes explored throughout the album cohesively... by the way. It's a piece that simultaneously chronicles and illustrates the journey to self-actualization and self-acceptance, the beautiful labyrinth of the human experience. And, within this labyrinth, there's a lot of twists and turns, for it never comes easy, it comes with our own unique hurdles, accompanied by experiences one must lie in before moving forward toward the light.
The lyrics really lend themselves to his visual, the Lights Up labyrinth, with a compilation of questions and statements side-by-side — and the music backing aids to create this teasing of resolution, but we never quite get there. Harry, as the writer, and us, as the listeners, are suspended in this limbo, because the journey to all self-resolutions is never truly complete. Rather, it's something we're always seeking our way through — through the labyrinth.
Here's a deep dive into Harry Styles' Lights Up, from a poet.
Symbolism of Light
A quick bit this is, I promise. But it's important to talk about the symbolism of light before jumping into the details, for it plays a big part in unraveling the true poetic weight of the song, even as it veers on the shorter side. In Lights Up, Harry utilizes the most common juxtaposition of light and dark but refuses to present either as the ultimate answer. Once more, we are in limbo in a labyrinth. Usually, light is perceived as the ultimate good while dark is perceived as the ultimate evil. Stark black and white contrast. But I don't believe what's going on in this song is that simple.
To me, in Lights Up, as well as in the song "Fine Line" but I digress, he doesn't go to these commonplace extremes you'd expect, sending a reminder that things aren't always so black and white, and aren't always as easily separated into light and dark. The light heralded in the song isn't some all-healing force like so often depicted in literature and art. Rather, even stepping into the light as he describes, not all is healed or solved — yet, he continues to embrace that in-between (fine line).
All in all, it's the strive to live in the light, really, even though one knows that it might not magically fix everything, and it might not magically wash away the pain one's been carrying. But, it invites reflection, and in reflection comes acceptance and evolution, and ain't that just a beautiful thing?
Lyric Pull Apart
[VERSE 1]
What do you mean
I'm sorry by the way
Never coming back down
Can't you see?
I could, but wouldn't stay
Wouldn't put it like that
What do you mean
I'm sorry by the way
Never coming around
It'd be so sweet if things just stayed the same
What do you mean / I'm sorry by the way: I see this interpreted two different ways and it depends on this: Do you see these two lyrics as one statement or two separate entities? First, I'll speak about them linked together, which can be interpreted as the speaker asking the question, and I quote, "What do you mean 'I'm sorry by the way'?" — like someone's making a flimsy apology too late after the fact. This gives insight into what instigated the song, and as the first line we hear, could be as if the writer was writing his way to the realizations he'll make. Did that make sense?
Second, let's split them apart now, and let them stand as their own separate stand-alones. Now, it's the speaker delivering the flimsy apology. No matter the configuration, the half-ass apology holds its place in the narrative. Saying sorry without really saying sorry. A matter-of-factly type of statement, without any real apologetics behind it. "What do you mean?", he says, as if someone is talking and he's not listening. (Maybe now, maybe not anymore?)
Never coming back down / Can't you see? / I could, but wouldn't stay: There's an admittance of knowledge that he could've remained in this comfortable position, but he chose not to. He could, but wouldn't, in a bigger pursuit within the labyrinth of self. Throughout the song, I believe the speaker communicates directly to us — his bystanders, his observers, his audience — who've been watching him work his way up to this point. The prologue is to be found in 2017's eponymous debut album.
Wouldn't put it like that / What do you mean?: In companionship with the other lines preceding, this feels like a bit of clarification, maybe even an underlying worry his words are coming out wrong or getting misconstrued — which highlights that the speaker is dealing with a sensitive thing regarding himself. The labyrinth of the self, for your specifics. There's no other subject, really. Then, the What do you mean? takes on a meaning more akin to miscommunication, which, as we have seen throughout his work, is a recurring theme.
It'd be so sweet if things just stayed the same: When one treks on the trail of self-identity, moments of struggle and comfort will follow. This falls in love with I could, but wouldn't stay, its sister line, acknowledging the comfort of remaining in the status quo, but he's accepted that he needs to move forward. But, wouldn't it be sweet if he didn't have to trek through this labyrinth of seeking himself? Seeking identity he might've thought he had established, but it was only an illusion. This option to return to comfort is still there in the back of his mind as he navigates, but we take steps forward toward the metaphorical "light".
[CHORUS]
All the lights couldn't put out the dark
Runnin' through my heart
Lights Up and they know who you are
Know who you are
Do you know who you are?
All the lights couldn't put out the dark / Runnin' through my heart: Remember how we talked about the song moving away from the typical black and white symbolism of light and dark? Here's where we see it painted out. There's more of a focus on the dark here, and the darkness being secrecy — more detailed, one's own personal secrecy. The parts of oneself that are hidden due to your own apprehensions, or apprehensions that have been taught. There's an inner turmoil that's a constant battle to work with, and sometimes, even the opposite of dark can't magically remove that.
Again, within this common juxtaposition of light and dark, it's clear that there's not one definitive right answer and no definitive solution to everything. Acknowledging this, it moves him even more forward into a journey of self-actualization.
Lights Up and they know who you are: This line brings an outside presence into this labyrinth of self-discovery. The judgment from others. Light lends an association to visibility, and visibility leads to vulnerability. In a moment, we as listeners wonder: could we be the quote-en-quote "they" he's referring to?
With the FINE LINE album, and I think with every album he releases, it's like he's constantly reintroducing himself to us by letting his art do the speaking maybe he hasn't found yet. And, with this being the comeback single chosen to kick off a new era, this is him saying the following: "You think you know everything about me, but I still have more to show you" — because he still has more to discover, in this labyrinth.
Do you know who you are?: This is question that he is asking himself, but also, in turn, asking the bystanders (us) — the outside presence mentioned before. THIS IS THE CENTRAL QUESTION and the one that was teased the most! So we have to give it our proper attention, don't we? If you look at it in companionship with line before it, it reminds me of that question of who you are when nobody else is around. He has acknowledged the people perceiving him, and maybe even who he is when he is in their sight, but who is he to himself? Who's the person he has to live with? And, he's turning around and inviting the listeners to take this journey with him, making us question things as well. Tackling the Lights Up labyrinth together, hand-in-hand.
[BRIDGE]
Shine, step into the light
Shine, so bright sometimes
Shine, I'm not ever going back
Shine, step into the light
Shine, so bright sometimes
Shine, I'm not ever going back
Shine, step into the light
Shine, so bright sometimes
Shine, I'm not ever (Oh)
You've gotta love a good bridge in a song. This creates a visual of him stepping into the light, and it's a beautiful metaphor and scene. I see this movement into the light as both an outside force and an inner one. There's the light that's been chased in this labyrinth of a song, the light of self-actualization. But, there's also the light of self-acceptance, shining out from inside his chest. A light that outshines the darkness (the secrecy, the hardships) held in his heart for so long, often longer than we could ever know. In this self-acceptance and self-discovery, there will be tough moments sometimes, one can lose sight sometimes — So bright sometimes. But, it will be worth it in the grand scheme of it all. He won't be going backward. He'll keep moving forward with all this knowledge he's pocketed through all this experience.
[VERSE 2]
What do you mean
I'm sorry by the way
Never going back down
It'd be sweet if things just stayed the same
This is a repetition of the first verse, but much more condensed. Another round of the "apology", but it does feel like it has more weight to it now. As if he has reached a moment without second-guessing regarding where he's going after the bridge's journey. Then, Never going back now comes out confident and strong. Leaning back in the visual of him navigating a maze, here's where he's standing at the last few twists and turns. He's closer, he can see himself on the other side. But, with another reiteration of It'd be sweet if things just stayed the same, it's a reminder that with these journeys of change, there will always be a bit of what if in the back of the band. Wondering what if one had stayed stagnant, even when growing more sure of where one needs to be heading.
[CHORUS]
All the lights couldn't put out the dark
Runnin' through my heart
Lights Up and they know who you are
Know who you are
Do you know who you are?
The chorus repeats, and the song ends poignantly on that central question: Do you know who you are? A central question to not only this song, but also functions as an introductory question regarding the FINE LINE album as a complete piece of art. A theme of discovery carries throughout the whole sophomore album in all the different stages that are laced with grieving, too. The lights are now his own, and we are stepping into the light. Lead by Harry himself.
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Another of Harry's songs gets underappreciated for the sole reason that people do not grasp the profoundness injected into it. This song is a masterpiece in uncertainty's devastation, utilizing time and setting for the emotions' amplification. The somber sound itself offers a perfect way to orient the listener to the delicate curation of HS1, making it one of my favorite openers, too. It delves into themes of longing, heartache, and an all-consuming desperation for reconciliation. Additionally, we are introduced to a theme that weaves itself fervently throughout HS1 — reflection and grieving. Too often, it's stuck side by side with self-regret and destruction, too.
Here's a deep dive into Harry Styles' Meet Me in the Hallway, from a poet.
Metaphors, baby, Metaphors!
The title itself is a metaphor and a core one at that. The term Meet Me in the Hallway purposefully mirrors the saying Meet Me in the Middle. This song has an intense tinge of a plea — specifics, the plea to reconnect and resolve unfinished business, to find a compromise. But, one party is always hurting more than the other. Per usual though, let's go a bit deeper. A hallway is a temporary, empty place to be stuck in. It's used to reach a destination but is never the destination itself. This is such a key detail in the perspective of the song. It's torturous, to be stuck in this limbo, never reaching the point he longs for, always being pushed back down on this hallway floor. It's a form of stagnancy, and one can easily spiral if left to their own devices in such circumstances.
There's another metaphor at work, a pretty big and overarching one — comparing love to addiction. I definitely think Meet Me in the Hallway is about love, but, more so, the loss of it. As many have vocalized one time or many, love can feel like a drug. Enveloped in the moment, it can make one see the world differently, and maybe it can even take your pain away. But, so easily, one can become reliant, and dependent, finding themselves immersed in the withdrawal pains when it's snatched away from them all at once. Essentially, that's what this song encompasses and illustrates — the withdrawal. Partnered with the bargaining, standing in the metaphorical space between closeness and distance. Trying to find a way to meet halfway physically and emotionally in a desperate effort to take the pain away. He needs them, and can't live without them, even as they mutilate him.
A last thing to mention is not really a metaphor, but more a running theme across his works that is always going to be prevalent — miscommunication. There's a significant struggle with lack of communication, now also highlighting bad coping mechanisms. Both, as one comes to see, find themselves in recurrence of this debut album of his.
Lyric Pull Apart
[INTRO]
Two, three, four...
Something so decadent to the ear, but simultaneously so devastating to the gut. I love how this song — and the debut album — starts off with a hushed counting off. Starting with a hushed tone gives an intimacy to it, something so intriguing, as this opener chronicles a loss of intimacy.
[VERSE 1]
Meet Me in the Hallway
Meet Me in the Hallway
I just left your bedroom
Give me some morphine
Is there any more to do?
Meet Me in the Hallway: Again, this is a rearrangement of the plea to meet me in the middle. Stopped at this first line to digest, but this is only the first in many moments of begging to work it out, interwoven with many pleas of wanting to get better and get better — but still finding oneself stuck in the hallway, stuck in the in-between, with no direction as to where to head to get to the destination at the end. A small detail I feel like people always miss is how his vocals echo, solidifying that particular image of him down and out. Sitting out in the hallway, back up against the wall, maybe with the head tilted back too — pleading in withdrawal.
Meet Me in the Hallway / I just left your bedroom: Just like the hallway is a metaphor, the bedroom is one as well. Take the setting and turn it into poetics. The bedroom is considered an intimate space, yes? The speaker's walked out, there's been a separation of intimacy, and is on his way out into the cold, but isn't all the way out. Remember, the hallway is an in-between space, always a method to the destination but never the destination itself. He's stuck in this agonizing leeway, and maybe he keeps returning back to them on his own or they keep convincing him, even with the knowledge that this addiction is detrimental to him on all levels.
There's some hidden detail just in the way it's phrased. I just left your bedroom gives some backstory. They were recently together and intimate, maybe an unwritten this will be the last time we do this (but they said that the last time, and the time before that). Inserting an emotional distance, but concurrently physical. And, back to bouncing off the bedroom metaphor, the relationship could be in such a place where the speaker feels like a stranger, like he's no longer welcome. Lost intimacy.
I just left your bedroom, this specification of "yours", as it's not his or theirs together. Again, lost intimacy. Marking the bedroom as the other party's in turn sets the other one's rules in place. The speaker has no sense of control, which can serve as a double meaning. No control in the relationship, but, at the same time, losing control of the self. The hallway is something more neutral, less intimate, a stark contrast to the bedroom — and that's where the speaker's been thrown.
Give me some morphine: Morphine is not only a pain medication, but it's also extremely addictive. Could this be him begging for it as the only close substitute to come close to the effect this person's love has/had on him? The love that's been ripped away? Here, and written in the undertone of the song's beginning to end, is a sense of hopelessness. This person's love is a drug to him, so he's bringing in another addictive drug to try and supplement. And, like much incorporated in this song, it's injected with metaphor — a simple one, more broadened, trying to search for the supplement to ease the pain. A supplement to the other who left him in urgency for something to take the pain away. It suggests that the speaker has fallen into a state of desperation, seeking any form of escape from the agony, even if unhealthy and just as destructive.
Is there any more to do?: Hopelessness! This song chronicles a moment of anguish, grasping at straws to try and salvage the intimacy and relationship, not wanting to lose the one who's taking the pain away. Even with the knowledge it might not be healthy, and even with the knowledge it's only a temporary solution. He's become dependent. And finds himself in the weakest state.
[CHORUS]
Just let me know, I'll be at the door, at the door
Hoping you'll come around
Just let me know, I'll be on the floor, on the floor
Maybe we'll work it out
I gotta get better, gotta get better
I gotta get better, gotta get better
I gotta get better, gotta get better
And maybe we'll work it out
Just let me know, I'll be at the door, at the door / Hoping you'll come around: I see this chorus as a surrender, a fall from grace on the hallway floor. The chorus' repetition captures this essence, I believe. He's ready to take the person back whenever they are willing. He's right at the door — trying to get closer to the past intimacy of the bedroom — ready to try and work it out, to try and meet in the middle, and push down the pain they've caused him. But will it ever really be forgotten? And he's hoping, even whilst drowning in hopelessness. It's on the other person to come around, for maybe he has run dry, exhausted. Stuck in the silence, the waiting.
Just let me know, I'll be on the floor, on the floor / Maybe we'll work it out: He's on the hallway floor, as all of his guards and dignity have fallen limp. Not putting up any fights to the withdrawal and pain, but rather letting himself succumb to the emotion. Surrendering himself to an addictive love, even if it's destined to harm him in the end. And he's saying maybe we'll work it out. Hoping, maybe, very tentative and insecure in his diction — like he's been in this same spot of desperation before. He's experienced the come down from the high too many times. Yet, a small part of him will still go back. He'll still fall to his knees if the other party welcomes him back in. Again, still a small part of him that tries to hope amid the hopelessness.
The lines before these and the two here now mirror each other, and there's an intention to that. When one's in despair, spiraling within yourself, you can repeat oneself over and over to try and communicate the tortured spot one's in. Repeating the same point again and again, even if phrased a little differently.
I gotta get better, gotta get better [x3]: What was that about repetition? It could be just for rhythmic purposes, granted, but it feels like it's something told to himself, repeating it like a mantra. A mantra that reflects both a personal struggle to heal and a stronghold on the aspiration to improve the situation with the other party. And it's sung in almost a yell, and very self-chastising. He's placing himself at fault, this confession into how he feels — and, because of the urgency the repetition evokes, it could be something that's been plaguing him, weighing him down to the floor. Maybe he knows he's not been handling things well, like one would with a drug addiction, and needs to get better to work it out. Even if it's not a guarantee. And, once more, the repetition, in this section and in other moments of the song, pushes forward the feelings of hopelessness, desperation, and even submissiveness.
[VERSE 2]
I walked the streets all day
Running with the thieves
'Cause you left me in the hallway (Give me some more)
Just take the pain away
I walked the streets all day / Running with the thieves: These lyrics continue along the path of melancholy and introspection, and the sense of solitude is further painted. The speaker is wandering hopelessly, searching for something to replicate his drug — much like how substance abusers spend their days walking the streets looking for more. Then. Any saying that includes "running with the..." implies associating oneself with a group of people without necessarily identifying within it. A thief is someone who seeks something they don't possess. In this song, he's waiting desperately for someone who isn't returning back to him, so he feels the connection to the thieves — he seeks something he no longer possesses.
There's also an air of reminiscence to Liam Sparkes' quote in Another Man, speaking of tattooing Harry's butterfly:
"The butterfly on his torso is based on an old French prison tattoo inspired by Papillon. Traditionally, it would mean the wearer is a thief — something to do with the double meaning of 'Je vole', which translates as both 'I steal' and 'I fly'." — Liam Sparkes
This can bring in some more theorization of symbolism, as butterflies can represent someone's yearning for freedom or metamorphosis. He's been trapped in this metaphorical prison, in the hallway setting, for so long that he dreams of running with the thieves as a sense of freedom. Even if that freedom is self-destructive, it would still be freedom from this hopelessness and melancholia. Then, the illusion of metamorphosis, where he thinks these bad coping mechanisms will give him the feeling of open wings, but he's just shot down instead. The dichotomy and this could be a stretch, I fear, but I like sharing anyhow.
Running with the thieves could indicate he's let himself get carried away by things around him, to take his mind off the pain, engulfing himself in self-destructive things. Almost like he's fallen into the dramatic justifying thoughts: What's the point of anything if this love is lost? If the one I love won't let me in, might as well throw my entire self away. With this withdrawal of losing intimacy and connection with the other person, there's a lack of meaning to anything he does. So why not go and run about? Indulge himself in a self-induced ticking time bomb?
'Cause you left me in the hallway (Give me some more) / Just take the pain away: He points the finger to the other person as the cause of his agonizing isolation in the hallway, as they've neglected him in the limbo, for he has no indication of where they stand. He's been left somewhere in the middle of an unfinished relationship, hoping for more. Hoping for the person to take his pain away. And, through all this, I feel there's an indication that he's the only one holding out hope anymore. He blames his irresponsible actions from the lines before on the fact that he's been, again, left in the hallway, framing anything he does destructively as a cause-and-effect phenomenon. Again, the hallway is such a temporary and empty place to be, a way to get to the destination but never the destination itself. If one's standing endlessly in the hallway, especially in a moment of stagnancy with no direction out, you're nowhere meaningful — and that can be torturous.
I love how Give me some more plays off the earlier Give me some morphine, which can be both an emphasis and a branch off, diving deeper into the desperation. Screaming into the echos of the hallway "Give me more!". More effort from the other person, some more hope or signals that would make him believe they're working towards making things better too. And maybe this will take his pain away. Even if that soothing is superficial, he's desperate for something to take it away.
[CHORUS]
Just let me know, I'll be at the door, at the door
Hoping you'll come around
Just let me know, I'll be on the floor, on the floor
Maybe we'll work it out
I gotta get better, gotta get better
I gotta get better, gotta get better
I gotta get better, gotta get better
And maybe we'll work it out
The chorus returns, with the spiraling repetition and aching. We have the metaphors of the hallway, the bedroom, but what about the door? Each piece of the setting listeners have been placed in holds such symbolism to it. The door could be a metaphor for entering back into the relationship, for the door is what separates the bedroom (intimacy) and the hallway (isolation). He's waiting for their permission for him to open the door and enter the room — circling back to how the speaker's the only one who still wants this companionship. He's the one having the desires, this desperation, a need — but the other person is failing to even meet him in the middle, to meet him in the hallway, even as he's now collapsed on the floor, overtaken by the pains of his withdrawal and melancholy.
[OUTRO]
We don't talk about it
It's something we don't do
'Cause once you go without it
Nothing else will do
We don't talk about it / It's something we don't do: Here we go again, this man and his communication issues. I've said it before, and will probably say it a million more as it's inevitable to come up —struggle with communication is such a common theme across HS1, across his discography entirely. The two of them don't talk about their issues — maybe they're scared that if they start talking about it, it'll be like tugging on a loose thread, only a matter of time before they both unravel. There's a fear of loss, and a fear of having to grieve the companionship, as the love has grown — say it with me now — addictive.
'Cause once you go without it / Nothing else will do: Once he's had a taste of what this person could be for him, how they can take the edge off, he feels that anything and anyone that follows will pale in comparison. Drugs, such as morphine, are so highly addicting that people often feel like they can't live without it and nothing else is as good — after they've felt that surge in their body, or the relief, even if it was illusionary.
Within the confines of Meet Me in the Hallway, in its somber after-hours feel, themes and conceptualizations were set up to be returned to throughout the debut album. This song also has a lot to do with the self, which is fitting to lift the opener of a debut and reintroduction. But this relationship with the self isn't healthy all the time, and I think it's beautiful that we do explore darker themes often in his work. Writing songs can be a form of catharsis, and we are the gifted to be able to hear it, and maybe find our own release.
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