Lyrics
The striking contrast of the tempest sky
The stark contrast of a turbulent sky
A darkened backdrop behind center stage
A darkened background setting the stage
Lit up like a fire & my figure's on standby
Illuminated like a fire, and I'm ready for action
It's the worst time to think
Contemplating at the worst possible moment
"What's the point?" she says
"What's the point?" she questions
"What's the point?" she says
-"You'll never keep the secret"
"You'll never keep the secret," a discouraging remark
"What's the point?" she said
"What's the point?" she said, repeating doubt
"What's the point?" she said
"What's the point?" she said, reiterating skepticism
"You'll never keep it"
"You'll never keep it," emphasizing impossibility
Death doesn't just take someone
Death is selective, missing some and taking others
It misses somebody else, it misses somebody else
Emphasizing the randomness of death's choices
We'll go about our lying charade
Persisting in a deceitful act as if time is endless
As if all the days in the world are still to come
Living with a false sense of unlimited time
I've been waiting for this all my life
Anticipating this moment throughout life
I just can't get the timing right
Struggling with the right timing
"Life has to end" I said
"Life must end," asserting a bleak reality
"But love doesn't" she said
"But love doesn't," a counterpoint to mortality
"But love doesn't" she said
"But love doesn't," repeating the enduring nature of love
"What's the point?" she says
"What's the point?" she questions again
"What's the point?" she says
-"You'll never keep the secret"
"You'll never keep the secret," a recurring doubt
"What's the point?" she said
"What's the point?" she said, repeating skepticism
"What's the point?" she said
"What's the point?" she said, echoing doubt
"You'll never keep it"
"You'll never keep it," emphasizing futility
Death is found in the most unlikely of places
Death lurks unexpectedly, in unlikely places
Like in the front page headlines, like in the curve of my spine
Comparing death's presence to impactful headlines and body shape
Love is found in the most unlikely of places
Love is discovered unexpectedly, in unconventional places
Like hanging from the Metra, like in the scope of a gun
Illustrating love's discovery in surprising circumstances
Silence was her refuge & now her unspoken words
Silence once provided solace, now echoing unspoken words
Will be my refuge as I drift through these hollow halls
Those unspoken words become my refuge in empty corridors
In the course of one night our lives changed forever & for always
In one night, our lives irreversibly changed
In the course of one night our lives changed forever & for always
Reiterating the profound impact of a single night on destiny
"What's the point?" she says
"What's the point?" she questions persistently
"What's the point?" she says
-"You'll never keep the secret"
"You'll never keep the secret," a relentless doubt
"What's the point?" she said
"What's the point?" she said, expressing doubt
"What's the point?" she said
"What's the point?" she said, reiterating skepticism
"You couldn't keep it"
"You couldn't keep it," emphasizing failure
It's the thinking that got me here
Attributing the current situation to overthinking
It's the thinking that got me here
Repeating the idea that overthinking led to this point
It's the thinking that got me here
Emphasizing the role of overthinking in the current situation
It's the thinking that got me here
Stating that overthinking is the cause of the present circumstances
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