Bird Beat
Morning Hopes and Broken Bounds: Bird Beat Unveiled
Lyrics
Hope seems bright when I wake in the morning
Expressing a positive outlook at the beginning of the day, feeling hopeful.
Cuppa joe and I ain't too cold
Having a cup of coffee, and not feeling too cold, possibly in a comfortable environment.
Cigs rolled and I won't be folding
Rolling cigarettes and suggesting a commitment or determination to continue without giving up.
Cards played right I ain't bold
Playing cards cautiously, not taking bold risks.
I've been moving through the groove in the winter
Navigating through life's challenges during the winter season.
Been found, been lost
Experiencing both being found and lost in life's journey.
Been bettered by the broken bounds
Overcoming challenges posed by broken boundaries, possibly gaining strength from past difficulties.
Can't fight the weary now
Feeling tired and unable to resist weariness.
We've been too lost in the cold
Expressing a sense of being lost in the cold, possibly in challenging circumstances.
I've seen the stars, we've dreamed too far
Having seen success or dreams realized, but acknowledging the distance covered.
We can breathe the sound
Suggesting the ability to find solace or inspiration in music or sound.
Go back and we've been found
Reflecting on past experiences and finding one's way back.
It don't beat when drifting in the ocean
Describing a feeling of numbness or lack of emotion when adrift, possibly in challenging situations.
Cold case dreams caught up in the motion
Having dreams entangled in a seemingly unchangeable situation.
Dry heat and broken bounds
Experiencing both intense heat and broken boundaries.
In dire straits we're going down
Facing difficult circumstances and suggesting a decline or struggle.
Hip to the hitter yet safe in a cold wind
Being aware of challenges but finding safety in familiarity.
Relapse as the record keeps turning
Experiencing a setback or recurrence as life continues.
Go back as we move on
Returning to the past while continuing forward.
Begin the race, well now we're gone
Starting a new phase, leaving the past behind.
Forget the crimson tide when we're in mourning
Choosing to forget painful memories during mourning.
I can't complain when the clock don't stop
Being content when time seems to stand still.
Yet then the birds sing, troops still marching
Finding hope or inspiration in nature, represented by birds singing.
When can the heartache freeze their lock
Questioning when emotional pain will subside or be locked away.
Creek still flowing, I've been going
Continuing to move forward despite challenges, like a creek that keeps flowing.
I can't compete with the works in rot
Feeling unable to compete with decaying or stagnant aspects of life.
Tear down the city, battle the breaking
Metaphorically battling against urban decay or personal breakdowns.
When can the low lights just turn off
Questioning when difficult times will end or when there will be relief.
It don't beat when drifting in the ocean
Reiterating the sense of numbness or lack of emotion when adrift.
Cold case dreams caught up in the motion
Repeating the idea of dreams entangled in a seemingly unchangeable situation.
Dry heat and broken bounds
Reiterating the experience of both intense heat and broken boundaries.
In dire straits yet we've been found
Suggesting being found or rediscovering oneself despite difficult circumstances.
Hip to the hitter yet safe in a cold wind
Awareness of challenges while finding safety in familiar elements, repeated from line 17.
Relapse as the record keeps turning
Repeating the experience of setbacks or recurrence as life continues.
Go back as we move on
Repeating the theme of returning to the past while moving forward.
Begin the race, well now we're gone
Emphasizing the start of a new journey or phase.
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