Sleeveless Hearts
Embers of Conviction: Unveiling the Essence in Sleeveless Hearts
Lyrics
Your sleeveless heart
Your heart is open and vulnerable, lacking protection (sleeveless).
Lights its fire every night
Despite its vulnerability, your heart ignites with passion every night.
Kindling conviction with some lines
Building strong beliefs, sparked by some lines or ideas, possibly from unread books.
From books you've barely put a crease in
You haven't delved deeply into the books, as suggested by the lack of creases.
Out in the dark
In the darkness, consuming the last of your father's gin.
We down the last of your father's gin
Addressing you as a nihilist who faces no consequences for lacking beliefs.
I say "you nihilist, you'll know no consequence
Emphasizing the liberation of not needing something to believe in.
Of needing nothing to believe in"
A sarcastic comment about being "born again" and having a soul to sell.
And you're born again
Despite the skepticism, a rebirth or transformation is suggested.
You got a soul to sell
The notion that you possess something valuable to trade or compromise.
You're so certain when it
Expressing certainty when beliefs come from external sources.
Comes from someone else
The irony of defending every part of yourself.
Yeah, and you'll defend
Intense expression and commitment to each aspect of your being.
Every single part
A call to express and defend oneself passionately.
Scream until you mean it
Advocating for authenticity, urging to scream until sincerity is felt.
From your sleeveless heart
The sincerity and intensity emanate from the vulnerable heart (sleeveless).
I sleep till noon
Personal routine of sleeping until noon, implying a carefree lifestyle.
And wake with smoke still in my skin
Waking with the lingering effects of indulgence in smoke.
The embers cool
The intensity of revelations fades, leaving a cold emptiness.
The revelations left me cold again
The impact of profound realizations doesn't last.
We're desperate to believe
A universal yearning for belief, whether in oneself or anything.
In ourselves or anything—anything at all
Expressions of belief now feel empty and hollow.
But now they just sound hollow like an empty cathedral hall:
Comparing beliefs to echoes in an empty cathedral, lacking substance.
The echoes of our voices screaming
The consequences of passionate expressions reverberate.
And we're born again
A parallel rebirth without souls to sell, implying a loss of depth.
Got no souls to sell
A realization that there's nothing valuable to compromise or trade.
When the sermons end
After the intensity fades, feeling abandoned and self-reliant.
And we're orphaned to ourselves
Having nothing to defend, suggesting a lack of convictions.
Nothing to defend
Nothing to impart to others, indicating a sense of emptiness.
Nothing to impart
The only thing remaining is the heat of the vulnerable heart.
Nothing but the heat
The emotional intensity resides in the sleeveless hearts.
Of our sleeveless hearts
Reiterating the central theme of the exposed and unprotected hearts.
Hearts
Emphasizing the vulnerability of hearts, possibly repeating the theme.
Ahh
An expressive sound, possibly echoing the emotional themes.
Ahh
A continuation of the expressive sound, possibly resonating emotions.
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