February

Embers of Love: Navigating the Seasons of Heartbreak
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Lyrics

Like a hug not a house fire

Expressing the warmth and comfort of a hug, contrasting it with the destructive nature of a house fire.

You snuck up on me warm and happy

Describing a surprise encounter that brought warmth and happiness.

Pushed my toes into the couch

Symbolizing a sense of comfort by physically settling into a space.

And my head into your shoulder

Depicting closeness and intimacy by resting the head on the other person's shoulder.

Less a hug, more a house fire

Contrasting the initial hug with a destructive force, suggesting a transformation in the relationship.

We burned and frayed and hardened

Describing the progression of the relationship, including challenges and hardening of emotions.

And the threadbare couch I held so dear

Highlighting the fragility of the cherished couch that becomes worn out over time.

Wasn't made to last

Commenting on the impermanence of things, suggesting that some things are not built to last.

And the bones in the ocean are screaming my name

Metaphorically referring to regrets or past mistakes represented by "bones in the ocean" that haunt the speaker.

But I still only hear your whispered good nights

Despite external distractions, the speaker remains focused on the memories of whispered good nights.

And the lake doesn't feel as warm as it used to

Expressing a loss of warmth and familiarity in a significant place, possibly a metaphor for the relationship.

The things I called familiar, I don't recognize now

Reflecting on the changed perspective, where once-familiar things now seem unfamiliar.

I bragged about swimming in February

Admitting to boasting about engaging in challenging situations (swimming in February), possibly as a metaphor for the relationship.

But I never meant I wanted to

Clarifying that the previous bragging did not imply a desire for such challenges.

No more hugs, no more house fires

Expressing a desire to move away from intense emotions, symbolized by hugs and house fires.

I'm sitting on my porch

Portraying a reflective moment on a porch, contemplating the past.

Mourning the bridges that burned

Mourning the loss of connections, including burned bridges and extinguished sparks.

And the sparks that died too

Reflecting on lost opportunities and faded sparks in the relationship.

And the bones in the ocean are screaming my name

Reiteration of haunting regrets or mistakes, with the ocean representing the vastness of those emotions.

But I still only hear your whispered good nights

Despite external distractions, the speaker remains focused on the memories of whispered good nights.

And the lake doesn't feel as warm as it used to

Continued reflection on the diminished warmth and familiarity of a significant place.

The things I called familiar, I don't recognize now

Acknowledging the changed perception of once-familiar elements in the speaker's life.

I bragged about swimming in February

Recalling past boasting about facing challenges, reiterating it was not a genuine desire.

But I never meant I wanted to

Reaffirming that previous statements about swimming in February were not indicative of a true wish.

And two days before

Introducing a critical moment where a declaration of love was made two days before significant changes.

You told me you loved me

Recalling the pivotal moment when the partner expressed love.

Two days before

Emphasizing the proximity of the declaration to significant changes in the relationship.

Our stars were aligned

Highlighting a time when everything seemed aligned and harmonious.

Two days before

Recalling a time when the partner belonged to the speaker.

You were mine

Underlining the fleeting nature of possession in relationships.

And the bones in the ocean are screaming my name

Reiteration of haunting regrets or mistakes, with the ocean representing the vastness of those emotions.

But I still only hear your whispered good nights

Despite external distractions, the speaker remains focused on the memories of whispered good nights.

And the lake doesn't feel as warm as it used to

Continued reflection on the diminished warmth and familiarity of a significant place.

The things I called familiar, I don't recognize now

Acknowledging the changed perception of once-familiar elements in the speaker's life.

I bragged about swimming in February

Recalling past boasting about facing challenges, reiterating it was not a genuine desire.

But I never meant I wanted to

Reaffirming that previous statements about swimming in February were not indicative of a true wish.

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