Rescue Me
Yearning for Redemption: A Soul's Cry in the Night
Lyrics
I reach over and that pillow next to me is still cold
I reach over, and the empty pillow beside me remains cold, signifying loneliness.
By now I thought I'd be used to being alone
Despite time passing, the speaker expected to adapt to solitude but hasn't.
Everyone else seems to have it together while I stare at the paint on the wall
Observing others seeming well-adjusted, the speaker feels stuck, staring at the wall.
Wishing I could feel anything at all
The speaker desires to feel something, expressing emotional numbness.
Some folks say we're in paradise
Contrary to the notion of paradise, the speaker faces personal struggles.
But I'm on my knees almost every night
Despite challenges, the speaker prays or reflects intensely every night.
My unhealed heart is caught in this tragedy
The speaker's heart is wounded, entangled in a personal tragedy.
Waited for years to reconcile
Longing for reconciliation, the speaker waited for years.
And I know I'm running out of time
The speaker feels time slipping away, recognizing urgency.
Please won't someone come and rescue me
An earnest plea for someone to come and rescue the speaker.
My cup of coffee don't work like it did before
The comforting effects of familiar routines, like coffee, are diminishing.
Maybe this bottle of Beam will help get me warm
Seeking solace in alcohol, specifically mentioning "Beam" whiskey.
These late nights, liquor, and cheap cigarettes still ain't filled that void
Indulging in vices hasn't filled the emotional void, but the speaker feels compelled to continue.
But I can't stop, I don't have a choice
A sense of lack of choice in continuing destructive habits.
Some folks say we're in paradise
Reiteration of the contrast between perceived paradise and personal struggles.
But I'm on my knees almost every night
Nightly prayers or reflections persist despite challenges.
My unhealed heart is caught in this tragedy
Reiteration of a wounded heart caught in personal tragedy.
Waited for years to reconcile
Reaffirmation of the long wait for reconciliation.
And I know I'm running out of time
Awareness of the diminishing time and urgency for intervention.
Please won't someone come and rescue me
Repetition of the desperate plea for rescue.
Sure hope it don't take too long
Expressing a wish for a quick resolution to the struggles.
My hope for help is almost gone
The speaker's hope for help is nearly exhausted.
How many more days can I wait and see?
Pondering how much longer the speaker can endure without assistance.
Some folks say we're in paradise
Restating the paradox between paradise and personal turmoil.
Still on my knees almost every night
Nightly prayers or reflections persist despite challenges.
My unhealed heart is caught in this tragedy
Reiteration of a wounded heart caught in personal tragedy.
Waited too long to reconcile
Acknowledging a delayed reconciliation attempt.
And I know I'm running my last mile
The speaker realizes they are reaching a critical point, running out of time.
Could you be the one who's coming to rescue me
Pleading for someone specific to be the rescuer.
Last chance for someone to come and rescue me
The final plea, recognizing it as the last chance for rescue.
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