Lyrics
The oceans are drying, children stop crying
The world is facing environmental challenges, and the plea is for the suffering to cease, especially for the children.
We're trying, we're dying to leave this island to you
Despite efforts, there is a sense of desperation to escape a troubled situation, possibly passing it on to future generations.
No recovery, each day's a terrible discovery
Every day brings distressing revelations, and there seems to be no hope for recovery from the ongoing problems.
Under the wound they cover me, is this true
There is a metaphorical wound, possibly representing hidden issues, and a question about its truthfulness.
What do you want me to want
A direct question about desires and aspirations.
Something that means something
An expression of a desire for something meaningful, suggesting a search for purpose or significance.
What do you want me to want
A repetition of the question, emphasizing the uncertainty or lack of clarity in what is desired.
You don't have a clue, do you
An acknowledgment that the answer is unknown or not understood.
The cities are stinking, now keep quiet I'm thinking
A portrayal of urban decay and a call for silence for contemplation.
I'm linking this unthinking ritual to you
A connection is made between thoughtless rituals and the listener, suggesting shared responsibility.
No recovery, and all these sins don't bother me
The sins of society are claimed not to affect the speaker, possibly implying desensitization or detachment.
Under the skin another me, which is you
A suggestion of an inner conflict or duality within the speaker, which is also attributed to the listener.
A cry from venus, I know she's above and between us
A mention of Venus, symbolizing beauty, love, and possibly distant hope.
She's been with us, seen with us, dreamed of us too
An affirmation of a shared experience with an ethereal presence, possibly a metaphor for collective consciousness.
No recovery, I wish this earth could mother me
Reiterating the lack of hope for recovery and a longing for nurturing from the Earth.
I hope these skies don't smother me, just like you do
An expressed fear of being stifled by the surroundings, reminiscent of a plea for freedom or relief.
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