Nevermoor

Nevermoor: Unveiling the Haunting Truths in Kind Hearted Thieves' Melodic Tale
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Lyrics

The moon paints the clouds with its claret train

The moon imparts a deep red hue to the clouds as it travels.

Your horse may be high but it's tainted and lame

Your reputation may seem impressive, but it is flawed and damaged.

Careful not to fall upon your words

Be cautious about the impact of your spoken words.

Humanity left as dead for the birds

Humanity is neglected and disregarded, left as prey for birds.


But don't lose the meaning my friend

Despite challenges, maintain the significance, my friend.

Never again

Do not repeat past mistakes; never again.

Just to soothe the score

Actions taken solely to settle a score.

Nevermoor

A reference to an elusive or unattainable place or state—Nevermoor.


And the lies we tell ourselves

Deception in the narratives we construct for ourselves.

The stories for nobody else

Fabricated stories meant for no one else but oneself.

And I'm sorry to the core

An apology expressed deeply, possibly for personal flaws.

Broken and sore

Feeling emotionally shattered and physically aching.

Nevermoor

Reference again to an unattainable or elusive state—Nevermoor.


Your thin confident veneer is a trick of the eye

A false appearance of confidence that deceives the observer.

We must bow down to a self afflicting sky

We must submit to a self-destructive fate represented by the sky.

I guess I'll have to do this alone

The speaker anticipates facing challenges alone.

Watching from your palace of broken bones

Observing from a place of personal suffering and difficulty.


We're lost but we pretend

We're lost but maintain a facade of control.

Never again

Repeat of the idea of avoiding past mistakes; never again.

Just to soothe the score

Settling scores through actions, not just words.

Nevermoor

Reference again to an unattainable or elusive state—Nevermoor.


And the lies we tell ourselves

Deception continues in the stories we tell ourselves.

The stories for nobody else

Fabricated narratives, possibly to cope with reality.

And I'm sorry to the core

Deep regret expressed, acknowledging personal faults.

Broken and sore

Experiencing emotional and physical pain.

Nevermoor

Reference again to an unattainable or elusive state—Nevermoor.


As the smoke creeps under the door

Imagery of smoke infiltrating a space underlines a sense of danger.

You lay there begging for more

Desiring more despite being in a vulnerable position.

Your blood pools deep on the floor

A graphic depiction of physical suffering and loss.

Nevermoor

Reiteration of the unattainable or elusive state—Nevermoor.


And the lies we tell ourselves

Continuation of self-deception in the stories we tell ourselves.

The stories for nobody else

Fabricated narratives persisting for the speaker alone.

And I'm sorry to the core

Deep regret remains, acknowledging enduring personal flaws.

Broken and sore

Reiterating the experience of emotional and physical pain.

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