Hard Feelings
Healing Echoes: Embracing Love Amidst Life's Storms
Lyrics
I don't remember too much,
I have difficulty recalling many details from the past.
About the evil things we've done.
We've engaged in morally questionable actions.
I can only tell you what I saw.
I can only describe what I witnessed.
There was rain and soot.
The environment included rain and soot.
There were lovers and blood,
There were lovers and blood present.
And we learned how to feel in the cold.
We learned how to experience emotions in challenging conditions.
We never talked too much,
We didn't communicate much verbally.
But she held me in the dark.
She comforted me in darkness.
And the time used to stop in her hands.
Time seemed to stand still when she held me.
I could feel her go hesitant,
I sensed her hesitation during rainy moments in Manhattan.
When it rained in Manhattan.
We found refuge in a spare room at the Grand.
We took shelter in a spare room at the Grand.
And she calls me baby,
She affectionately refers to me as "baby."
Like an old romantic.
Similar to an old-fashioned romantic gesture.
But it's hard, when you're hurt
It's challenging to open up to someone new when you're emotionally wounded.
To let somebody in again.
A slow song plays from a baby blue Mercedes.
And there's a slow song playing,
The lyrics echo a desire for peace in heaven without lingering negative emotions.
From a baby blue Mercedes.
Singing ""when I get to heaven,
-There will be no more hard feelings.""
A wish for nostalgic remembrance in the future.
You'll wish for these days,
I've often heard it said.
Disagreeing with the notion that one will long for these days.
I never found that to be true.
The speaker didn't find it true that these were the best days.
How easy it would've been,
It would have been easier if the speaker never encountered the person mentioned.
If I'd never seen you again.
Comparing the speaker's story to others in a typical narrative.
Like every other story in the book.
And she calls me baby,
Continuation of the affectionate reference as "baby."
Like an old romantic.
Similar to an old-fashioned romantic gesture.
But it's hard, when you're hurt
Rebuilding trust is difficult when you've been hurt.
To let somebody reck you again.
A slow song plays from a baby blue Mercedes.
And there's a slow song playing,
The lyrics echo a desire for peace in heaven without lingering negative emotions.
From a baby blue Mercedes.
Singing ""when I get to heaven,
-There will be no more hard feelings.""
A wish for nostalgic remembrance in the future.
And she calls me baby,
Continuation of the affectionate reference as "baby."
Like an old romantic.
Similar to an old-fashioned romantic gesture.
Singing when I get to heaven
A repetition of the desire for peace in heaven without lingering negative emotions.
There will be no more hard feelings
There will be no more hard feelings
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