Ole Diesel
Journey of the Weary Soul: Ole Diesel's Poetic Embrace
Lyrics
The tired winds blow
The winds that have worn out blow.
And the restless go home
Those who are restless return home.
And the haggard lies down to sleep
Someone exhausted lies down to sleep.
Where the hours go slow
Time passes slowly in the place where they are.
And the beauty we know is the love
The beauty we experience is the love that holds significance.
That is the key
Love is portrayed as a key element.
Lay awake and breath while the fire overtakes me
Lay awake, breathe, and confront the advancing fire.
Down the lonesome road.
Traveling down a lonely road.
Ole diesel, please take me home
Requesting the assistance of an old diesel to take them home.
When the curtains do close and the night becomes old
As the curtains close and night progresses, the aged night.
And the willing go on their way
The willing continue their journey.
No ones in sight so they shut down the lights
No one in sight, so they turn off the lights.
Since the bottles all have gone dry
The supply of bottles (possibly alcohol) has run out.
When it rains son it pours, heaven opens its doors
In challenging times, difficulties seem to intensify.
To drop hell straight from the sky
A metaphorical depiction of hardship raining down from heaven.
The open road's gone and the darkness is calm enough to take your dear life
The open road is no more, and the darkness seems calm enough to risk one's life.
Stay awake and breathe, and struggle to stay in the lines
Struggling to stay on the right path, staying awake, and breathing.
Down the lonesome road.
Traveling down a lonely road.
Ole diesel, please take me home
Asking the old diesel to take them home.
When the curtains do close and the night becomes old
As night progresses and becomes old.
And the stragglers all find their way
The stragglers find their way.
No ones in sight so they shut down the lights
No one in sight, so they turn off the lights.
Since the bottles all have gone dry
The supply of bottles (possibly alcohol) has run dry.
Stay awake and breathe, while the fire overtakes me
Staying awake, breathing, and confronting the advancing fire.
Down the lonesome road.
Traveling down a lonely road.
Ole diesel she brought me home
The old diesel has brought them home.
When the tired winds blow and the restless go home
When the winds that have worn out blow again.
And the haggard lies down to sleep
Restless individuals return home, and someone exhausted lies down to sleep.
Where the hours go slow
Time passes slowly in the place where they are.
And the beauty we know is the love
The beauty we experience is the love that holds significance.
That is the key
Reiterating that love is the key.
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