The Month After
Echoes of Desolation: The Month After Revelations
Lyrics
Under the table and down in
Being in a hidden or unnoticed situation
The pit with out plastic
In a place lacking artificial materials
Potatoes and Joe-Joe the dove on
Reference to unconventional elements (potatoes, Joe-Joe the dove)
The spit on the spoons you made rhythm I
Creating rhythm with spoons, emphasizing creativity
Whistled the blues cos
Expressing the experience of singing the blues due to a sore throat
My throats been misused and my
Highlighting the misuse of the throat, suggesting pain
Voice is a crack in the tar in the jar is a
Metaphorically describing a damaged voice and a challenging situation
Tablet they sent in the post
Receiving medication in the form of a tablet by mail
With a pamphlet with an order
Accompanied by an instructional pamphlet and an order to use when in pain
"Take this when the
Instructions to take medication when experiencing intense pain
Pain gets too much!" I confess
Admitting to feeling nothing despite taking the medication
I feel nothing at all
Expressing a sense of apathy or numbness
I'm bored and you're bald
Stating boredom and referencing someone's baldness
But I laughed when you
Laughing at being called a snail despite personal challenges
Called me the snail my red
Metaphorically referring to leaving a visible trail (of experiences)
Trail runs behind me i'm guilty
Admitting guilt or responsibility without secrets
No secrets you're not such a picture
Acknowledging imperfections in the other person but recognizing familiar eyes
Yourself -but your brown eyes I
Describing the sadness and wisdom in brown eyes
Know so very well
Expressing mutual understanding and familiarity
They're sadder and wiser We've finally been
Having gone through challenging experiences together
Through it all now our
Acknowledging the passage of time
Time's slowly ticking away
Pondering the existence of heaven
Do you think there's a heaven? Backwards:
Reflecting on a lack of emotional response or feeling
I feel nothing at all)
Reiterating the absence of emotional experience
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