Lover's Touch
Echoes of Love and Lies: The Bunny the Bear's Melodic Tale
Lyrics
Why would you marry me? Or was it for our families?
Questioning the motives behind marriage, wondering if it was for familial reasons.
We share a bed at their feet.
Metaphorical reference to sharing intimacy under the scrutiny of others (families).
And our nights, well we dwell on these fights,
Reflecting on recurring arguments at night.
And we punish our son for the times that we've lied.
Guilt over past lies affecting their child; experiencing consequences in their parenting.
And you’ve deafened the choir, you bed-ridden horse.
Criticizing the partner for silencing or disregarding their voice.
And you’ve spit on my motions as if they were yours.
Feeling dismissed and invalidated in expressing personal feelings or intentions.
I’m aware you’re in need and you’re counting on me.
Acknowledging the partner's dependence and expectations.
Why waste living on the likes of me? Save conscience for the slaughtered sheep.
Questioning the worthiness of oneself and suggesting saving morality for more deserving situations.
Well, I’ve been meaning to give you a reason.
Intending to provide an explanation or justification.
The stones in hand will block out the sun, they’ll cleanse our sins just for fun.
Symbolism: using stones to block out light symbolizing hiding or denying wrongdoing.
While you’ve been sleeping, I’m wide-awake dreaming.
Contrasting awareness and dreaming, hinting at a disconnect or dissatisfaction in the relationship.
When my lover’s touch has faded and I wake up…
Reflecting on the absence of physical affection and intimacy upon waking up.
She’s not next to me.
Noticing the absence of the partner upon waking.
I’m alive, I’m unwell.
Expressing being alive but emotionally or mentally unwell.
Maybe heading to hell.
Speculation about potential consequences (heading to hell metaphorically).
I’m alive, but unwell, and I sure deserve hell.
Acknowledging personal shortcomings and feeling deserving of punishment.
I’m alive and a lie, such a lie, it’s a lie…
Confessing to living a false life or persona.
It’s a lie.
Reinforcing the previous line about living a lie.
In the backseat, you can find me with my lover.
Admitting to seeking solace or intimacy outside the relationship.
Just a crutch for the night.
Describing the outside relationship as a temporary emotional support.
Her heart flutters at the drop of a dime.
Highlighting the emotional responsiveness of the person outside the primary relationship.
And when the night is young I’ve had my fun,
Enjoying oneself in the temporary relationship but anticipating the eventual separation.
I’ll hold her far and tight.
Expressing a desire to hold onto the temporary intimacy.
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