Lyrics
Where it all had meaning
Reflecting on a time when everything had significance or purpose.
Where we fell in love for the first time
Recalling a moment of falling in love, a significant and memorable experience.
It erupts in nights like this, tangled in the simplicity of...
Describing intense emotions erupting during nights, entangled in simplicity.
Some far off distant evening with hearts filled to the brim
Imagining a distant evening filled with overflowing hearts and positive intentions.
With good intentions and the sweetest of tragedy
Hearts filled with good intentions and the beauty of tragic circumstances.
I hope you hear me coming, I hope you turn your head
Expressing a desire for recognition, a plea for attention.
Arms spread wide like Jesus, without the heart or purpose
Using a metaphor of arms spread wide like Jesus, lacking sincerity or purpose.
Or mouthful of easy answers, headlong we pace into the killing fields
Entering a challenging situation without easy answers, rushing headlong into difficulty.
Born of fevers and the brooding night sweats and the war about to be waged
Describing the origins of a challenging situation, possibly war or conflict.
Stop crying, just give me the keys
Commanding someone to stop crying and hand over control or authority.
I hope you hear me coming, I hope you turn your head
Reiterating the desire for attention and recognition from someone.
Stop crying, just give me the fucking keys...
An intensified command to stop crying and surrender control.
Headlong into the killing fields...
Reiterating the act of rushing headlong into challenging and dangerous situations.
These days I am becoming bulletproof
Expressing a growing resilience, becoming immune to emotional wounds.
The bells are ringing, it's the end of the line
Symbolizing the end of something significant, marked by ringing bells.
I'm becoming your fears,
Assuming the identity of someone's fears, possibly embracing negativity.
I'm becoming every broken heart
Becoming a representation of every broken heart, embodying pain and sorrow.
I hope you hear me coming, I hope you turn your head
Repeating the desire for acknowledgment and attention.
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