Lowlands

Echoes of Love and Loss in the Lowlands
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Lyrics

The low pressure band had broken up but not let go

The low pressure band has disbanded but still lingers.

As holy stormy Monday broke out on the streets below

A turbulent Monday morning has started below.

If not to hear your voice is still the thing I can't replace

Being unable to hear your voice remains irreplaceable.

Somehow I can always see your face

I always visualize your face somehow.


In the lowlands

Referencing the emotional or difficult times ("lowlands").

I rise up in the evening and rebuild a heart of stone

I gather strength in the evening and rebuild emotional resilience.

All around the border where your memories have grown

Around the border of memories associated with you.

'Til someone told me don't you know there is no hiding place

Realizing there is no escape from memories.

Not until you meet it face to face

Confrontation with memories is inevitable.


In the lowlands

Reiteration of emotional challenges in the "lowlands."

On the battlefield

Reference to emotional battles or conflicts.

In the lowlands

Repetition emphasizing the emotional struggles in the "lowlands."

In the lowlands

Continuation of the emotional struggles in the "lowlands."

In the lowlands

Reaffirmation of the emotional challenges in the "lowlands."

In the rain

Emotional turmoil represented by rain.

On the street

Emotional conflicts occurring on the street.

In all the places

Reflecting on places where emotional encounters happened.

Where we used to meet

Nostalgia for locations where past meetings occurred.


I can see a big bright continent

Imagining a hopeful future without fear.

Where fear does not exist

Envisioning a place free from fear.

Where you could walk away from me

You could leave without resistance in this fear-free place.

And I would not resist

Expressing a lack of resistance to parting in this ideal place.

And I won't be coming back again

Deciding not to return to revisit past mistakes.

To see where we went wrong

No longer seeking to understand where things went wrong.

Never more to hear your siren song

No more longing for the captivating call of the past.


And you may not find your hiding place

Reiteration that a hiding place may not be found.

Not until you meet it

Confrontation is necessary.

Face to face to face

Emphasizing the need to confront challenges directly.

The low pressure band had broken up, but not let go

Repeat of the disbanding of the low-pressure band.

As holy stormy Monday broke out on the streets below

A stormy Monday morning below.

In the lowlands

Reiteration of the emotional challenges in the "lowlands."

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