Thousand Oaks
Thousand Oaks: Unveiling a World of Troubles and American Massacre
Lyrics
Nobody's gona to fix her now
Nobody is available to help her now.
But it's a world full of trouble
The world is filled with problems.
An American massacre
Refers to a tragic event in the U.S.
In Southern California
Specifically in Southern California.
But we're reasoning with messengers
Trying to reason with ineffective messengers.
Who sit and talk about the weather
Messengers engaging in trivial conversations.
When it's just another nightmare
It's another horrifying event.
A slaughter of the children
A tragic incident involving children being killed.
With the wolves out there
There are dangerous people out there.
And the bleeding hearts
Refers to sympathetic individuals.
And the long, blank stares
People in shock or disbelief.
And the open mouths
Symbolizing shock or horror.
She had her last shirt on
The woman wore her final piece of clothing.
Now all stained with blood
Her clothing stained with blood from the tragedy.
With nowhere to run
Feeling trapped, nowhere to escape.
And you sit and wonder whether anything could be done
Contemplating if any action could have helped.
And I could climb a mountain
Expressing a desire to achieve something significant.
Ah, but what am I going to find there?
Questioning the outcome of efforts.
When nothing comes from nothing
Highlighting the difficulty of achieving results from nothing.
With every man an island
Each person is isolated, detached.
And we're reasoning with messengers
Attempting to reason with ineffective messengers again.
Who try to pass for grown men
Messengers pretending to be mature but failing.
And they're coming up empty
Failing to provide solutions or assistance.
And they're sending you their thoughts and prayers
People expressing condolences but unable to help.
With the wolves out there
There are dangerous people out there.
And the bleeding hearts
Refers to sympathetic individuals.
And the long, blank stares
People in shock or disbelief.
And the open mouths
Symbolizing shock or horror.
She had her last shirt on
The woman wore her final piece of clothing.
Now all stained with blood
Her clothing stained with blood from the tragedy.
With nowhere to run
Feeling trapped, nowhere to escape.
And you sit and wonder whether anything could be done
Contemplating if any action could have helped.
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