Here Come The Chorus
Harmony Unveiled: Soft Punch's Enchanting Tale of Rituals and Catharsis
Lyrics
Not what you dreamed of
Not living the life you envisioned or desired.
Not what you told us
Discrepancy between reality and what was communicated.
Somehow it happens again and again
A repetitive occurrence of undesirable events.
Out in the parking lot
Gathering in the parking lot to initiate a customary practice.
Begin the ritual
Commencing a ritualistic activity.
Beneath the silvery light of the moon
Engaging in the ritual under the moonlight.
Here come the patrons, all the way across town
People arriving from across town to seek something to ease their minds.
Searching for something just to quiet their crowns
Searching for a solution to calm their inner turmoil.
Lights and the curtains now
The venue is illuminated, and the stage is set with bodies and music.
Lights and the curtains now
-Fill the proscenium with bodies and sound
-Here come the chorus, gonna bring the house down
The chorus is entering, aiming to captivate the audience.
Here come catharsis and the sing-along sound
Cathartic release and a communal singing experience.
Everybody knows
The place is recognized as a sanctuary for finding relief.
Everybody knows
-This is the temple where relief can be found
-What's the name
A sense of déjà vu or familiarity with the emotional state.
Of the feeling like
-I've been here before?
-Where is the shining
Questioning the absence of brightness or positivity.
Of the sun?
-Should I open the door?
-Who is that
Feeling observed, possibly under scrutiny or judgment.
Watching me?
-Have the vultures come forth?
-Are they sharpening their knives?
Anxiety about potential harm or negative consequences.
Is this my last encore?
-Here come the pitchforks, yeah the witch hunt is found
Hostility and persecution symbolized by the arrival of pitchforks.
Here come the sirens, gonna tear it all down
An impending destructive force represented by sirens.
Nobody left to burn
Desolation and the need to move on to escape adversity.
Nobody left to burn
-Pack up the caravan, onto the next town
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