Bound for Hell
Journey through Love and Loss: Bound for Redemption
Lyrics
She takes my hand you think I'm loving her
Expressing physical connection, but uncertainty about genuine love.
Tonight she drives me home I'm not alone
Being accompanied home, finding solace in companionship.
Our minds are soaring and for me nothing matters
Experiencing a heightened mental state where external concerns are insignificant.
But I don't think I'm bound for hell now
Expressing doubt about heading towards a negative fate like hell.
I've made some phone calls but she malingers
Attempts to connect through calls, but she avoids or delays.
I'm waiting for a sign on the front porch
Waiting for a sign of resolution on the front porch.
She takes my hand I figure out it's over
Realizing the relationship is ending when she takes the hand.
I'll never awake my soul from drunken sleep again
Acknowledging a deep emotional slumber caused by intoxication.
You know you sing this song
Reference to singing a particular song and continuing despite challenges.
And carry on
Encouraging persistence or endurance in the face of difficulties.
I don't know why but you think about me
Perplexed by why the other person thinks about the singer.
The same old songs
Noting the recurrence of familiar songs in the thoughts of the other person.
You carry on
Encouraging resilience and continuation despite uncertainties.
I don't why but you think about me
Expressing bewilderment about being the subject of someone's thoughts.
I carry such a weight on my shoulders
Bearing a heavy burden or responsibility in life.
You left me agonizing ont he floor
Reflecting on the pain of abandonment and suffering on the floor.
I'll never be the same I cross my fingers
Pledging a desire for change but uncertain about its realization.
But I don't think I'm bound for hell now
Reiterating the doubt about a negative destiny like hell.
We used to walk on the razor's edge
Recalling a time of risky and precarious living.
My time has come to make up for lost years
Acknowledging the need to compensate for lost time.
And over and over we're like strangers again
Describing a repetitive cycle of becoming strangers again.
And I don't think it's over
Denying the belief that the situation has concluded.
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