The Couple Across the Way
Time's Echo: Reflections of Lost Love in Fontaines D.C.'s Melodic Tale
Lyrics
Baby, it feels like it's all happened
Feeling like all events have unfolded.
Twenty-three years of the same
Reflecting on 23 years of monotony.
And I'm sorry 'bout this morning
Apologizing for the morning's actions.
For the damage I will pay
Expressing willingness to compensate for any harm caused.
All the mirrors face the walls and
Mirrors facing the walls, possibly indicating self-reflection.
I wake just to long for bed
Waking up with a longing for bedtime, suggesting fatigue or emotional exhaustion.
Love, what's got you so down low?
Asking about the cause of deep sadness in love.
The saddest tongue is in your head
Noting that the source of sorrow resides in one's own thoughts.
I forget the thrill of lies
Forgetting the excitement of deceit.
The truth escaping through the eyes now
Truth escaping through the eyes, possibly indicating deception or emotional revelation.
You use voices on the phone
Using voices on the phone that were once reserved for the speaker.
That once were spent on me
Expressing a sense of loss as those voices are no longer directed towards the speaker.
The world has changed beyond our doorstep
Observing significant changes in the world outside the speaker's doorstep.
People talk and dress so strange
Noticing unfamiliarity in the way people talk and dress.
I don't know a neighbor's name
Admitting a lack of knowledge about neighbors.
And all of life is rearranged
Expressing the disarray and upheaval in life.
Nice to know that you're still caring
Acknowledging the caring nature of someone despite difficulties.
Well enough to raise your voice
Noting the ability to raise one's voice, possibly in frustration.
But if we must bring up the past then
Refusing to discuss the past if choices are brought up.
Please don't speak to me of choice
Requesting not to mention choices from the past.
Across the way moved in a pair
Describing neighbors across the way who moved in together.
With passion in its prime
Imagining passion in its prime within the neighboring couple.
Maybe they look through to us
Suggesting the possibility of the neighbors observing the speaker.
And hope that's them in time
Speculating that the neighbors hope to be like the speaker and partner in time.
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