This House
Lost Echoes: A Haunting Tale of Emptiness and Longing
Lyrics
Whose sticky hands are these?
Questioning the origin of these hands, expressing uncertainty or discomfort.
And what is this empty place
Describing an emptiness and questioning its nature.
I could be happily lost but for your face
Feeling lost but the presence of someone's face prevents complete happiness.
Here stands an empty house
Observing an empty house that was once vibrant with life.
That used to be full of life
Reflecting on the past vitality of the house, contrasting with its current emptiness.
Now it's home for no one and his wife
The house is now devoid of occupants, emphasizing loneliness.
It's a hovel and
Describing the house as a humble dwelling place.
Who can take your place?
Asking who can fill the void left by someone's absence.
I can't face another day
Expressing an inability to face another day without that person.
And who will shelter me?
Pondering who will provide comfort and protection.
It's cold in here
Describing the cold atmosphere in the empty house.
Cover me
Seeking cover or solace from the emotional coldness.
Under these fingertips a strange body rolls and dips
Feeling a mysterious presence or connection through touch.
I close my eyes and you're here again
Recalling the presence vividly when closing the eyes.
Later as day descends
Anticipating the evening and the emotional release it brings.
I'll shout from my window
Planning to express vulnerability to the world, possibly through shouting.
To anyone listening. "I'm loosing"
Sharing a sense of loss or defeat with those who may hear.
Who can take your place?
Repeating the question of who can replace the absent person.
I can't face another day
Reiterating the difficulty in facing another day without the person.
And who will shelter me?
Repeating the question of who will provide shelter and comfort.
It's cold in here
Reiterating the coldness in the current environment.
Cover me
Repeating the plea for cover or warmth.
Oh in a plague of hateful questioning
Describing a challenging and hateful situation of questioning.
Tap dancing every syllable from ear to ear
Using a metaphor of tap dancing to convey the intensity of communication.
I hear the din of lovers jousting
Listening to the noisy conflicts of lovers while seeking refuge.
When I'm hiding with my head to the wall
Retreating and hiding, possibly to escape from emotional distress.
Who will shelter me?
Repeating the question of who will provide shelter and comfort.
It's cold in here
Reiterating the coldness in the current environment.
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