Torch

Love's Burial Ground: Mobley's Torch Unveils the Odd Sensations of Passion
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Lyrics

And when it started we

Reflecting on the beginning of a situation or relationship

Were tongue-tied, taken

Feeling speechless and captivated

Rather fond of being carried alight

Enjoying the feeling of being carried away and illuminated

And when we part

Describing the separation experience

It's such an odd sensation it's a

Expressing the strange feeling of parting

Love like being buried alive

Comparing love to a suffocating experience


Say, say morning, yeah I know

Acknowledging the morning but not wanting the night to end

The day is forming

Recognizing the formation of a new day

But we haven't quite yet finished our night

Indicating the night is not over

Say, say gloaming, now before

Referring to the twilight period before nightfall

You get to roaming, won't you stay a spell

Asking someone to stay and enjoy the moment

Here stemming the tide? The end of time

Pondering the concept of time ending while trying to resist it


And when we landed we were shell-shocked

Describing the aftermath of a challenging experience

Shaken there's a glassy look of

Noting a distant and uncertain expression in someone's eyes

Doubt in your eyes

Transitioning from abandon to a plea for patience

No more abandon, just a plea for patience

Expressing a desire to reveal one's true self slowly

While I slowly burn away my disguise

Asking not to worry or hurry while undergoing a transformation

Say, say worry, never waited

Questioning if one's thoughts will be explored deeply

Never hurried did I hope to

Reflecting on the potential glory of being a cautionary tale

Have my gray matter mined? Say, say glory

Anticipating blindness if scrutinized or judged

I'm a cautionary story if he stares

No specific meaning

At me the sun'll go blind the end of time

Contemplating the end of time in relation to personal experiences


When it comes for me, desire

Acknowledging desire and the inevitability of change

I'm a wooden man and you

Describing oneself as rigid and ready for transformation

Throw me onto the pyre

Metaphorically being thrown onto the pyre, ready for change

Will you watch me burn? Are you tired?

Asking if others will witness the transformation and if they are weary of it

I'm all alone

Expressing a sense of solitude and vulnerability

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