Jericho Road
Resurrecting Secrets on Jericho Road
Lyrics
I was made from a rainbow, so I am told
I was created with diverse colors, symbolized by a rainbow, as the wolves in the radio on Jericho Road narrate.
By the wolves in the radio here on Jericho Road.
The wolves in the radio on Jericho Road play a significant role in the speaker's existence and story.
With one hand on my shoulder, and the other on my gold,
Someone, possibly the wolves, supports and guides the speaker, holding onto both their shoulder and their material wealth (gold).
Document my resurrection here on Jericho Road.
The speaker documents their rebirth or revival on Jericho Road.
We are secrets, oh.
The speaker and others have concealed aspects or information about themselves.
Spent time in my tower looking out to the sea
The speaker reflects on time spent in isolation, gazing at the sea with Jericho by their side and a recurring song.
With Jericho beside me and the song that he keeps
Jericho, likely a companion or entity, is present during the speaker's contemplation.
I have nothing to give you that you already own,
The speaker acknowledges they cannot offer anything novel to someone who already possesses everything.
Sowing time in the sorrow here on Jericho Road.
The speaker invests time in the sadness or regret on Jericho Road.
We are secrets told.
Similar to line 6, emphasizing hidden or undisclosed aspects about individuals.
Tell the wolves at the stop sign I've already gone home
The speaker informs the wolves at a stop sign that they have already returned home.
Wiping blood from my windshield here on Jericho Road.
The speaker cleanses or deals with the aftermath of a traumatic experience on Jericho Road, possibly involving blood.
With one hand on my shoulder, My ghost I am told,
Reiteration of a guiding presence, a ghost, with a hand on the speaker's shoulder on Jericho Road.
Found another fool to follow here on Jericho Road.
The speaker has found another person to follow them, perhaps on a similar journey on Jericho Road.
We are secret souls.
Restatement of concealed or hidden aspects within individuals, emphasizing the mysterious nature of souls.
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