Foals - Spanish Sahara

So I walked through to the haze And a million dirty waves Now I see you lying there Like a lie-low losing air, air Black rocks and shoreline sand Still dead summer I cannot bear And I wipe the sand from my arms The Spanish Sahara The place that you'd wanna Leave the horror here Forget the horror here Forget the horror here Leave it all down here It's future rust and it's future dust

Now the waves they drag you down Carry you to broken ground Though I'll find you in the sand Wipe you clean with dirty hands So god damn this boiling space The Spanish Sahara The place that you'd wanna Leave the horror here I'm the fury in your head I'm the fury in your bed I'm the ghost in the back of your head Choir of furies in your head

Regarding the meaning of the song, Philippakis said:

It has no real relevance to the real Spanish Sahara, which none of us have been to. It's kind of an imaginary place - somewhere that's quite nightmarish and ravaged. It's like a desolate landscape and the whole song is like, getting over a trauma, but the trauma doesn't go away and it multiplies from one into a bunch of furies, which was kinda to do with the Greek myths of the furies, who would haunt families and generations.