Innocence
City Shadows: Unveiling the Heart's Transformation in Jehnny Beth's 'Innocence'
Lyrics
(Is it living in the city)
Questioning whether the experience of living in the city has caused a change in perspective or attitude.
(That turned your heart so small?)
Suggesting that city life might have contributed to making someone's heart unfeeling or indifferent.
I don't ask you anything
Declaring a lack of inquiry or curiosity.
I never talk to you
Emphasizing a lack of communication or interaction.
So don't ask me anything
Asserting a refusal to engage in questioning due to a lack of understanding about oneself.
You know nothing about me
Stating that others have insufficient knowledge about the speaker.
There's a hole in my chest
Expressing emotional distress or emptiness symbolized by a 'hole in the chest.'
I swear, I throw up in my hands
Describing a visceral reaction indicating extreme emotional turmoil or distress.
I don't even care about sex no more
Expressing a disinterest in sexual matters, desiring to engage in things with a sense of purity or naivety.
I wanna do things with innocence
Expressing a desire to engage in activities or experiences with a sense of innocence.
Be thankful for the air you breathe
Reflecting on gratitude for basic necessities while also finding value in self-doubt and struggles rather than conventional sources of appreciation. Discussing the speaker's reluctance to offer advice despite knowing what others should do, contemplating guilt influenced by religious upbringing, and questioning the nature of existence, safety, and seeking solace.
The roof over your head
-And the light that comes in
-You say "Be thankful for your friends"
-Well I'm thankful for the self-doubt
-In which I do nothing but fold
-The same place you field with
-Piss and alcohol
-Not my duty to give you shelter
-Not my duty to give you hope
-Does living in the city mean
-Your heart turns dark in smoke
-It's living in the city
-That turned my heart so small
-It's living in the city
-That turned my heart so cold
-It's living in the city
-That turned my heart so blue
-It's living in the city
-And the ambulance, is it you?
-(Is it living in the city)
-(That turned your heart so blue?)
-Ah, some beggars beg in every language
-Mourn for your death in every language
-And with the end of day live stream
-Tried the best parts of themselves
-So I don't make suggestions, no
-Even when I know
-What you should say
-Where you should stop
-Where do I? What you've been looking for
-And there's the guilt of course
-'Cause I was raised catholic
-And it teach you it's bad form to think
-Man is a piece of shit
-Die, die, die of safety
-Am I just falling to despair?
-And then how will you console me?
-You can't even console yourself
-It's living in the city
Reiterating the impact of city living on emotions, emphasizing the turning of the heart small, cold, and blue, possibly due to the harshness or challenges of urban life. Questioning whether the emergency services, symbolized by an ambulance, are the cause or solution to this emotional state.
That turned my heart so small
-It's living in the city
-That turned my heart so cold
-It's living in the city
-That turned my heart so blue
-It's living in the city
-And the ambulance, is it you?
-(Is it living in the city)
-(Is it living in the city)
-(That turned your heart so blue?)
-It's living in the city
-(Is it living in the city)
-(That turned your heart so blue?)
-It's living in the city
-(Is it living in the city)
-(Is it living in the city)
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