Espresso and 7

Dancing on the Precipice: Lost Decades' Tale of Embers and Endings
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Lyrics

Whatever happened to those nights

Reflecting on past nights and events

Watching boroughs burn

Recalling moments of chaos or destruction

Nights turn to nights turn

Continuation of the reflection on passing time

The smell of sulfur

Evoking a sense of danger or turmoil

High on fumes

Being intoxicated or influenced by a powerful experience

It smells like trouble

Suggesting that trouble has a distinct scent

But it tastes of you

Connecting trouble to a personal experience or relationship


I'm dancing on the precipice of now

Being on the edge of the present moment

Singing to make it through somehow

Using singing as a coping mechanism

I'm gonna be alright

Expressing hope for temporary well-being

Just for tonight

Emphasizing the desire for a brief respite

On the ashes of before

Building upon the remains of the past

Wishing there was something more

Longing for something more meaningful

Than what lay, lays in store

Questioning the value of what the future holds


Bottles clatter, drinks flow

Describing a scene of chaos with clattering bottles

Nothing matters

Emphasizing the insignificance of current actions

No one, no one knows

Feeling a sense of isolation or detachment

Living at the end of an empire

Living in a time of decline or decay

For every moment we expire

Acknowledging the fleeting nature of moments

For better friends the bitter end

Recognizing the importance of true friendships

We die again

Facing mortality or the end of something


I'm dancing on the precipice of now

Reiterating the precariousness of the current moment

Singing to make it through, make it through somehow

Using singing as a means of overcoming challenges

I'm gonna be alright

Expressing confidence in temporary well-being

If only for tonight

Highlighting the transient nature of the assurance

On the ashes of before

Building upon the remnants of the past again

Wishing there was something more

Expressing a desire for a more fulfilling existence

Than what lays, lays in store

Repeating the skepticism about what the future holds

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