Wasted Hours

Echoes of Lost Time: Unraveling the Meaning Behind Lauds' 'Wasted Hours'
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Lyrics

Wasted hours never seem so long

Wasted hours feel exceptionally long and unproductive.

Passion always growing now its gone

Passion, once thriving, has now disappeared.

Sing it to me know that I won't laugh

Request to sing, acknowledging that laughter won't follow.

No one to look up on your behalf

No one to support or advocate on your behalf.


You'll find another day

Hope for a new day, a chance for change.

Try another way

Experiment with a different approach or perspective.

You know you can't escape

Acknowledgment that escape from consequences is impossible.

The messes that you make

Acknowledgment of the repercussions of one's actions.

Try to calm down

Attempt to soothe oneself in a challenging situation.

Feeling all around

Awareness of emotions surrounding the situation.

But when you're up you'll turn back to the places you have found

In moments of success, a tendency to return to familiar places.


Faded memories always dim so slow

Recollection that memories fade gradually.

And then they jog you from so long ago

Memories resurface unexpectedly, evoking emotions from the past.

What you wanted then it didn't matter

The importance of past desires, which may no longer matter.

No one there to tell what would come after

No guidance or insight into what follows after pursuing desires.


Find another day

Hope for a new day, a chance for change (repeated).

Try another way

Experiment with a different approach or perspective (repeated).

You know you can't escape

Acknowledgment that escape from consequences is impossible (repeated).

The messes that you make

Acknowledgment of the repercussions of one's actions (repeated).

Try to calm down

Attempt to soothe oneself in a challenging situation (repeated).

Feeling all around

Awareness of emotions surrounding the situation (repeated).

But when you're up you'll turn back to the places you have found

In moments of success, a tendency to return to familiar places (repeated).

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