From the Fourth
Eternal Echoes: Love, Loss, and Late Night Wanderings
Lyrics
Well, the windows fogged up and the world it did freeze
Describing a moment where the windows are fogged up, and time seems to stand still.
With its restless passerby in the cold nighttime breeze
Observing people passing by in the cold night, creating a sense of restlessness.
The violins dug in and one tear I cry
Intense emotions are evoked, symbolized by the violins, leading to the shedding of a tear.
My ears were ringing when we stepped outside
Experiencing a lingering effect, such as ringing in the ears, after leaving a profound moment.
Your sweat sweetly mixed with the sea salt air
Describing a physical closeness and the mingling of sweat and sea salt air.
Oh, I was glad when we decided to get out of there
Expressing relief at leaving a situation, indicating it was emotionally intense.
And looking down the avenue
Reflecting on the surroundings and setting the scene for the conversation.
You said there's only one cure for that ringing I hear
Suggesting a solution to the ringing ears, hinting at a metaphorical "cure."
You were talking so close I could see and feel your breath
Describing close conversation and intimacy, emphasizing the proximity.
You smiled and told me that cure was death
Revealing a dark sense of humor or philosophy, stating that death is the cure for the ringing.
You were always pretty clever, much more than you'd let on
Acknowledging the person's intelligence, possibly contrasting with their modesty.
Your kind of thinking was dead on
Appreciating the person's accurate and insightful thinking.
It takes two to tango, it took one to teach
Using the metaphor of tango to express the complexity of the relationship.
You were in my arms but you were out of reach
Feeling close but emotionally distant, as if the person is out of reach.
And the windows fogged up and outside we did freeze
Repeating the scene with windows fogged up and freezing outside, emphasizing a recurring theme.
Amongst the restless passerby in the cold nighttime breeze
Highlighting the continued restlessness of people in the cold night.
Evert now and again when I go out at night
Recalling moments when the narrator encounters strangers asking for a light at night.
I pass by some stranger who asks for a light
Noticing differences in handwriting, emphasizing uniqueness compared to the past.
And her handwriting it don't match up to yours
Referencing a previous conversation about lamps and fire, suggesting shared experiences.
You said that all lamps are lit by one kind of fire
Questioning the truth in some circumstances, acknowledging shades of reality.
But in some kinds of light I just can't call you a liar
Contemplating the presence or absence of truth in different lights or perspectives.
And in the wine bottle bars and in the late night dawn
Reflecting on moments in bars and late-night, wondering about the other person's current state.
I often wonder which side of the glass you're now on
Expressing uncertainty about the other person's location or situation.
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