Lion's Den
Navigating the Lion's Den of Life's Storms
Lyrics
The storms were over, but the party kept raging
The storms have passed, but the celebration or event continues energetically.
The smoke circle in Stockholm was mostly Canadian
In a gathering of smoke (possibly from smoking), most participants in Stockholm were Canadians.
Standing on your street straight out of the lion's den
Being on your street feels like being in a dangerous or challenging situation, symbolized by the lion's den.
Every single place on earth I've ever been
Reflecting on having been to every corner of the world.
You were living in a shadow when I saw you in Malmo
When encountered in Malmo, you seemed to be living in someone else's influence or overshadowed.
Your bitterness really spoke to me back then
Your bitterness at that time was emotionally resonant or relatable.
And I had my doubts, but you told me to let them go
Despite doubts, you advised me to let go of them.
I wore my welcome out, but I guess you know how that goes
I overstayed my welcome, a familiar experience, but you understand how it happens.
Feeling like a man without a nation
Feeling adrift and disconnected, like a man without a country or identity.
Born in a hostage situation
Born into a challenging or restrictive circumstance that feels like a hostage situation.
Some clothes in the drawer, a few books on a shelf
Possessions in your space are minimal, emphasizing the transient nature of the singer's presence.
But I'm a visitor here, like everywhere else
As a visitor, the singer feels like an outsider in every place.
And the whole world smolders just like it's always done
The world is in a constant state of unrest or change, resembling smoldering embers.
And you'll always have a lie when you need one
Even in difficult times, there's always a lie available when needed.
Feeling like a man without a nation
Continuing the theme of feeling disconnected, like a man without a country.
Born in a hostage situation
Recalling the challenging circumstances of being born, creating a sense of captivity.
Feeling like a man without a nation
Reiterating the feeling of being without a country or identity.
Everything in ceaseless mutation
Everything is in constant, unending change.
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