The Handbook Lyrics Meanings
by Jon Porobil

Establish a presence
In another tribe's fort
Make a ghillie suit, keep a low profile
Observe and record

Row the boat with your bare hands
Forge ahead with no scout
You will overcome missing the day
They gave The Handbook out

Maybe you're stupid
That's not what I think
You're a Bible of brittled out binding glue
Upside-down pages, and smudged ink

Guess at north with no compass
Plot a course through your doubt
You will overcome missing the day
They gave The Handbook out

You think of it like a cross to bear
Something akin to a curse
People tell you you're not alone
But what you're going through's worse

Did you sleep through it?
Were you even born?
No matter, you've cobbled some intel
From pages discarded and torn

Tunnel free with your fingers
Stay ever devout
You will overcome missing the day
They gave The Handbook out

You'll be forgiven for missing the day
They gave The Handbook out
It won't even matter that you missed the day
They gave The Handbook out