In the Wake
Echoes of Loss: The Prairie Joggers' Poignant Reflection
Lyrics
Always thought there'd be a casket
Contemplating the expectation of a funeral
Pretty urn was how they masked it
Using a decorative urn to conceal or symbolize death
Took her hand straight out of habit
Engaging in a familiar gesture without thinking
Let it go soon as they sat us
Letting go of the hand as soon as they were seated, possibly indicating emotional detachment
Something sat on my mind that night
Being preoccupied with a troubling thought
Must have lost it through the smoke sometime
Suggesting the loss or confusion experienced during a chaotic event
Morning came like a carousel
Describing the morning after, resembling a repetitive and mundane cycle
Only trace hung over me
A lingering effect, possibly a hangover, from the previous night
Caught the red eye back like a heart attack
Returning hastily, likened to a sudden and intense medical event
Wind burned the wings, nose broke the snow
Describing challenging conditions, both in weather and personal circumstances
I can't see in front of me
Expressing a lack of clarity or foresight
Guess that's just how I'll be
Acceptance of the inability to see the future clearly
I left town, took a rain check
Leaving a place temporarily, postponing something
Found her drinking on the back deck
Discovering someone coping with the situation through alcohol
I asked her, how do you feel
Inquiring about emotional state, possibly met with indifference
She shrugged it off till the next one
Dismissive response to the inquiry, delaying emotional confrontation
Caught the red eye back like a heart attack
Repeating the sudden return, reinforcing the urgency or intensity
Wind burned the wings, nose broke the snow
Reiterating challenging circumstances with potential harm
I can't see in front of me
Reiterating the difficulty in perceiving the future
Guess that's just how I'll be
Acceptance of the unclear path ahead
Always thought there'd be a casket
Returning to the initial theme of anticipating death
Pretty urn was how they masked it
Using a decorative urn again, possibly as a recurring symbol for concealing or coping with death
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