Fingers Crossed
Navigating Sacred Divides: Taylor Janzen's 'Fingers Crossed' Reflections
Lyrics
i remember a blood red sky
Recollection of a vivid memory of a sky tinted red like blood.
telling stories of the end times
The sky's appearance seemed like a sign of apocalyptic stories.
we'd be the lucky ones, we'd leave them to die
Belief in being fortunate enough to survive while leaving others to suffer.
what a tragic thing to feed a young mind
Reflecting on the tragedy of exposing a young mind to such dark ideas.
one hand on my chest, the other with my fingers crossed
Physically expressing hope while mentally withholding reservations.
i learned how to lie by standing before god
Learning to deceive or conceal truth even in the presence of something sacred.
you drew a line between soul and body
Creating a distinction between spiritual and physical aspects.
no fear of mine could tell you I'm sorry
Fear not being sufficient to express remorse or regret.
you drew a line between soul and body
Reiteration of the separation between soul and body.
A sacred divide, but where does that leave me?
Questioning where the singer fits within this separation.
i remember the blood red words
Recalling powerful, impactful words stained with blood-like significance.
thin pages could never hurt
Words on fragile pages couldn't inflict pain, but they did.
but i got a paper cut while reading james
Getting hurt by something sacred or holy while reading a text.
when something holy caused me pain
The contradiction of pain caused by something considered holy.
One hand on the mic, the other swaying side to side
Performing or speaking publicly with conflicting feelings.
I'd open my mouth, but I could never say in time
Struggling to articulate thoughts or emotions in a timely manner.
you drew a line between soul and body
Reemphasizing the separation between soul and body.
no fear of mine could tell you I'm sorry
Fear failing to express regret or apology adequately.
you drew a line between soul and body
Reiteration of the division between spiritual and physical.
A sacred divide, but where does that leave me?
Questioning personal placement within this division.
One hand on my chest, the other with my fingers crossed
Repetition of hopeful physical gesture contrasted with internal doubt.
The best way to learn to lie is knowing you'll get caught
Implying the idea of mastering deceit despite knowing the consequences.
you drew a line between soul and body
Reaffirming the distinction between soul and body.
no fear of mine could tell you I'm sorry
Recognizing the inadequacy of fear in expressing regret.
you drew a line between soul and body
Reiterating the separation between spiritual and physical existence.
A sacred divide, but where does that leave me?
Pondering personal position within this divide once again.
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