House Built Around Your Voice

Navigating Love's Turbulence: House of Echoes and Unspoken Battles
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Lyrics

Well, this is the plan

Expressing the formulation of a plan or course of action.

Are you in? Are you out?

Prompting a question about commitment or participation.

Well, I lean on my smile

Suggesting reliance on a positive facade, possibly masking inner struggles.

I pack up all of our doubt

Packing up doubts, hinting at a decision or resolution.


On the back of a storm

Metaphorical reference to a turbulent situation or emotional turmoil.

Right out from your mouth

Words emerging from someone's mouth, potentially revealing thoughts or emotions.

Drunk as I ride

Describing a state of intoxication while approaching a significant moment.

Right up into your house

Symbolic entrance into someone's life or personal space.


Well, I've heard, I've heard you talk this way before

Recognition of familiar patterns in someone's speech or behavior.

When you were talking of the casualties

Referring to discussions about negative consequences or losses.

About the bodies you've left in unmade beds

Mentioning abandoned relationships, possibly reflecting emotional scars.

And there was nothing left to do but sleep

Acceptance of a situation where rest is the only viable option.


Living like this

Describing a lifestyle shaped by the influence of someone's voice.

In a house built 'round your voice

Metaphorically depicting a dwelling constructed around the impact of someone's words.

There's no fear for the instinct

Highlighting a lack of fear related to instinctive actions.

A fear for all of our choice

Expressing concern or apprehension about choices made collectively.


This is the plan

Reiteration of the previously mentioned plan or course of action.

Well, I'm in, oh, well, I'm in

Confirmation of participation or agreement with the plan.

It's impeachable silence

Describing a silence that is subject to criticism or scrutiny.

Behind your grin

Suggesting a hidden meaning or emotions behind a smiling facade.


Well, I've heard I've heard you talk this way before

Recurrence of recognition of familiar patterns in communication.

When you were talking of the casualties

Reiteration of discussions about negative consequences or losses.

About the bodies you've left in unmade beds

Revisiting the idea of abandoned relationships and their aftermath.

And there was nothing left to do but sleep

Emphasizing a state of helplessness or resignation leading to sleep.

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