Enclosed by the bones
Echoes of Silence: A Poignant Tale of Broken Homes and Stolen Voices
Lyrics
Oh, my home (Is burning) Oh, my home
Expressing sorrow for a home that is burning, possibly due to conflict.
For their guns
Suggesting the destruction of the home is linked to guns or armed conflict.
I walk alone
Emphasizing solitude while walking alone, possibly reflecting displacement.
Oh, my home (Is burning) Oh, my home
Reiteration of the sorrow for a burning home and connection to guns.
For their guns
Reiteration of the impact of guns on the home and personal journey alone.
I walk alone
Continuation of the theme of solitary walking, possibly in a war-torn environment.
Oh, my home (Is burning) Oh, my home
Repeated expression of grief over the burning home and its connection to guns.
For their guns
Reiteration of the impact of guns on the home and the experience of walking alone.
I walk alone
Continuation of the theme of solitary walking, emphasizing personal hardship.
I borned since these country is broken
Stating existence since the country's broken state, implying a life in turmoil.
I'm homeless for their guns
Being homeless due to guns, indicating displacement and vulnerability.
I'm forgotten
Feeling forgotten, possibly addressing the plight of those affected by conflict.
War Is coming
Anticipation of war, reflecting a sense of impending danger and fear.
I can't dream
Expressing the inability to dream, possibly due to the harsh reality of the situation.
I can't run
Highlighting the inability to escape or run away from the difficult circumstances.
My brothers didn't get luck
Referring to brothers who faced misfortune, emphasizing the tragedy of their fate.
I hope to find their bones
Expressing a hope to find the bones of lost loved ones, possibly for closure.
My wife can't suffer
Concern for the suffering of a wife, suggesting the impact of conflict on families.
The kids see her
Depicting the children witnessing the hardship of their mother amid fire and bullets.
Fire and bullets
Describing a situation of chaos with fire and bullets, adding to the sense of despair.
I'm a joke
Feeling like a joke, possibly addressing the dehumanizing impact of the circumstances.
I got words
Having words, possibly expressing thoughts, but lacking a voice to be heard.
I got chords
Having musical chords, suggesting artistic expression, but still lacking a voice.
But I don't get a voice
Reiteration of the frustration of having words and chords without a vocal outlet.
I got words
Continued repetition of the frustration of having words and chords without a voice.
I got chords
-But I don't get a voice
-My brothers didn't get luck
-I hope to find their bones
-My wife can't suffer
-The kids see her
-Fire and bullets
-I'm a joke
-Now twenty years are gone
-I'm rounded by the silence
-I walk alone, ain't got a home
-Because they hurt and steal my soul
-I got words
-I got chords
-But I don't get a voice
-I got words
-I got chords
-But I don't get a voice
-I got words
-I got chords
-But I don't get a voice
-I got words
-I got chords
-But I don't get a voice
Final emphasis on the frustration of lacking a voice despite having words and chords.
Oh, my home (Is burning) Oh, my home
Repetition of the sorrow for the burning home and its connection to guns.
For their guns
-I walk alone
-I got words (Oh, my home) I got chords
-But I don't get a voice
-I got words (Oh, my home) I got chords
-But I don't get a voice
-I got words (Oh, my home) I got chords
-But I don't get a voice
-I got words (Oh, my home) I got chords
-But I don't get a voice
Final emphasis on the persistent struggle of having words and chords without a voice.
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