Pigs Fly
When Pigs Fly: Unveiling the Dark Canvas of Deceit and Redemption
Lyrics
The painter cries when the paint dries
The artist expresses sadness when the paint on the canvas dries.
I don't see worth in all his white lies
The speaker doesn't find value in the artist's deceptive or insincere statements.
He better run when those pigs fly
A metaphorical expression suggesting something highly unlikely or impossible – the painter should flee when pigs start to fly.
This writer's got guns and those wild eyes
A writer possesses both metaphorical "guns" and intense, untamed eyes, possibly implying a powerful and intense creative force.
The painter hides with the train times
The artist conceals himself during specific moments related to train schedules.
He knows the smoke is not a good sign
The artist recognizes that smoke is a negative omen or indication.
He doesn't know he's already died
A paradoxical statement suggesting the artist is unaware of their own demise.
I've killed him more than a dozen times
The speaker metaphorically claims responsibility for causing the artist's demise repeatedly.
The painter cries when his insides
The artist experiences emotional pain or turmoil within.
Get thrown around on the playground
A violent metaphor describing the artist's internal struggles being tossed around, possibly relating to personal challenges.
Drive that knife inside of his gut now
An aggressive metaphorical imagery of driving a knife into the artist's abdomen.
Twist that blade and drop his scrawny knees down
An additional vivid description of causing harm to the artist, making them kneel.
I've heard the words of the lord, loud
The speaker mentions hearing religious messages loudly, possibly influencing their perspective on morality or life.
She says my soul is ready hell bound
A female figure suggests the speaker's soul is prepared for damnation.
I've seen the colour of the paint now
The speaker observes the color of the paint, which is red, symbolizing blood and intensity, possibly associated with a turbulent situation in the town.
It's red like blood and rushing through this town
A repetition of the artist hiding during train times, emphasizing the negative connotation of the smoke.
The painter hides with the train times
A restatement of the paradoxical idea that the artist is unaware of their own death.
He knows the smoke is not a good sign
The speaker reiterates their role in causing harm to the artist multiple times.
He doesn't know he's already died
A repetition of the idea that the artist is oblivious to their own demise.
I've killed him more than a dozen times
The speaker asserts their responsibility for causing harm to the artist on numerous occasions.
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