Furniture
Navigating Love's Maze: John Gorka's Melodic Reflections
Lyrics
What good am I if I leave you lonely
Expressing concern about the impact of leaving someone lonely.
What good am I if I'm lonely too
Questioning the value of the speaker's own loneliness.
What good is a one and only
Reflecting on the significance of being the only one in a relationship.
If that one and only's leaving you
Highlighting the irony if the speaker, as the only one, leaves the partner.
Am I losing you
Expressing concern about the possibility of losing the partner.
Am I losing you
Repeating the fear of losing the partner, emphasizing the uncertainty.
I know you're lonely too
Acknowledging that the partner is also lonely, indicating shared feelings.
I walk through the land of sweet temptation
Describing a journey through a tempting environment, possibly metaphorical.
Where the women come up from underneath
Depicting a place where women approach with tempting offers.
What they offer's sweet as candy
Noting that the tempting offers are sweet but provide no relief.
But what they offer's no relief
Highlighting the lack of relief despite the attractiveness of the offers.
It's really no relief, over or underneath
Emphasizing the absence of relief both over and underneath.
Yeah I want to keep my teeth
Expressing a desire to preserve personal integrity despite challenges.
I live in rooms where I'm a stranger
Describing a sense of being a stranger in the living environment.
Young women here now call me sir
Noting that young women now address the speaker with respect (sir).
My friends are other lone arrangers
Identifying the speaker's friends as fellow independent individuals.
But you won't find us where we were
Stating that the speaker and friends have moved away from their past.
Oh no not where we were, that's just a fading blur
Emphasizing the fading memory of the past.
Oh yeah they call me sir
Reiterating that the speaker is now addressed with respect (sir).
True love is a welcome struggle
Viewing true love as a challenging but valuable endeavor.
The only one that's worth it's salt
Affirming that true love is the only type worth pursuing.
I want to say I caused that trouble
Expressing a desire to take responsibility for causing trouble in love.
I want to say it was my fault
Asserting a willingness to accept blame for love-related difficulties.
I want to say it was my fault
Repeating the acknowledgment of personal responsibility.
Whatever caused this bad direction
Questioning the origin of a negative direction in life.
This attitude where darkness thrives
Suggesting that darkness thrives in an attitude marked by loneliness.
Is it loneliness retained in sections
Posing a query about the persistence of loneliness in different aspects of life.
Or from undetected sharpened knives
Speculating on whether loneliness results from hidden emotional wounds.
Oh the sharpened knives from other people's lives
Referring to the impact of unresolved issues in others' lives.
Is that why the darkness thrives?
Questioning whether darkness thrives due to the consequences of others' lives.
A friend of mine he taped the ocean
Describing a friend's act of recording the ocean as a gift for the speaker.
So I could listen to the sea
Highlighting the speaker's ability to listen to the calming sound of the sea.
When locked inside this loud commotion
Emphasizing the contrast between the peaceful ocean and a noisy environment.
Locked in the land of the free
Expressing a sense of feeling confined in a supposedly free land.
In the land of the free, it was a gift for me
Indicating that the recording of the sea was a valuable and personal gift.
The sound of the rolling sea
Associating the sound of the rolling sea with tranquility and solace.
Hope comes from the smallest places
Pointing out that hope can emerge from small and unexpected sources.
From little rooms inside the heart
Referring to the inner chambers of the heart as sources of hope.
The furniture there bears the traces
Describing emotional baggage and experiences reflected in the heart's "furniture."
Of every unsuccessful start
Indicating that every unsuccessful start leaves a mark on one's emotional space.
Unsuccessful start, it's like a work of art
Comparing the traces of unsuccessful starts to a work of art.
The bottom of the heart
Metaphorically locating the origin of emotions and experiences at the
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