Lyrics
Close my ears, eyes go down the river
Feeling detached, shutting off external stimuli, contemplating a journey down the river.
Lights are clear
The surroundings are well-illuminated, providing clarity in the journey.
They're working to catch my view
Efforts are made to grasp the scenery or perspective.
Walking down the shore
Walking along the riverbank, perhaps reflecting on life's path.
I'm trying to meet New Hampshire
Expressing a desire to connect with New Hampshire, a symbolic location.
But New England is mean
Encountering challenges in the journey, using "New England" as a metaphor for difficulties.
I really wish that it weren't true
Expressing a wish for a kinder reality.
Left a six pack of Heineken on her grave
Leaving a symbolic offering (six pack of Heineken) on someone's grave, possibly as a memorial gesture.
The world can hardly wait
Suggesting anticipation or impatience from the world for some event.
So take my meaning and throw it in the river
Encouraging detachment from personal meaning, letting it flow away like a river.
And if it drowns I guess it's not a witch
Suggesting a trial of the significance, with a reference to witch trials as a metaphor.
I love to dream of her breath of heaven
Fondly recalling someone's breath of heaven in dreams.
'Cause life is not a maze
Challenging the notion that life is a complex maze, simplifying it as a straightforward path leading to an inevitable end.
It's just a straight line ending in a ditch
Emphasizing the harsh reality of life's linear path.
Left a six pack of Heineken on her grave
Repeating the act of leaving a symbolic offering.
The world can hardly wait
Reiterating the world's anticipation, suggesting a sense of urgency.
And can the preacher ever really reconcile me
Pondering if a preacher can truly provide reconciliation for sins.
Because my sins, they reach so far and wide
Expressing the vastness and magnitude of personal wrongdoing.
And maybe hell
Considering the possibility of hell as a waiting room.
Maybe it's just a waiting room
Suggesting uncertainty about the nature of hell.
Or maybe it's a place where
Exploring the idea of hell as a place for cowards to evade consequences.
The cowards run and hide
Emphasizing the idea of cowardice in the face of consequences in hell.
But all I know is that I left a
Repeating the act of leaving a symbolic offering.
Six pack of Heineken on her grave
Reiterating the world's anticipation of a significant event.
The world can hardly wait
Final repetition of leaving a tribute, underscoring the world's eagerness.
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