The Swords We Carried
Journey Through Cosmic Loss and Betrayal
Lyrics
Back when I believed in luck
Reflecting on a past belief in luck.
And stones & crosses
Reference to symbols like stones and crosses.
I'd put a coin found on the street
Placing a coin found on the street as an offering for cosmic losses.
Towards cosmic losses
Acknowledging the unpredictability of life's challenges.
And passing graveyards in a car
Traveling past graveyards, contemplating fate.
Tracing every falling star
Paying attention to falling stars as symbols of luck.
Luck was never very far from childhood causes
Luck connected to childhood experiences and causes.
And pennies kissed with wishes arced into the fountains
Throwing pennies into fountains with wishes.
And time was said to heal all pain
Belief in time's healing power.
And hope move mountains
Hope as a force capable of moving mountains.
And all that could befall a heart
Contemplating potential heartbreak in a perfect life.
Or break this perfect life apart
The inadequacy of carried swords against life's challenges.
The swords we carried could not do a thing about them
Away I am going, away I am gone
Expressing departure and leaving behind.
Ghosts and angels are but memories and visions
Ghosts and angels as memories and visions.
And revenants are out there taking up positions
Revenants (returning spirits) taking up positions.
But back when I believed in you
Belief in someone capable of influencing celestial bodies.
You'd raise the sun and set the moon
Expressing love for someone revered as holy.
How could I help but love you holy as religion
Away you are going, away you are gone
Reiterating the theme of departure.
But back when I believed in luck and words as spoken
Reflecting on belief in luck and the power of spoken words.
I found a lie could break and split the world clean open
Realization that lies can cause significant damage.
And grief became my company
Grief becoming a constant companion.
Pain so deep I could not breathe
Intense pain making it difficult to breathe.
All betrayal is like dying in slow motion
Betrayal compared to a slow-motion death.
Is it luck that makes us shout or makes us whisper
Questioning the role of luck in human emotions and expressions.
Is it luck that makes us wise or turns us bitter
Reflecting on the dual nature of luck, both positive and negative.
With our maps that point true north
Referring to guidance (maps) and commitments (vows).
With our vows we sally forth
Carried swords symbolizing protection but incapable of preventing harm from each other.
The swords we carried can't protect us from each other
Away we are going
Reiteration of the theme of departure.
Away we are gone
Away we are going
Continued expression of leaving and moving away.
Away we are gone
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