Revelation Blues
Revelation Blues: A Tale of Love, Loss, and Fading Roses
Lyrics
I was more than just a coward
I lacked courage and bravery.
I was handsome too
Despite being handsome, there was more to me than just physical appearance.
I felt nothing when your flood came down
I remained emotionally unaffected when faced with your emotional outpouring.
Holding fines that made me wonder if the lights were wrong
I held fines or penalties, causing me to question the accuracy of lights, possibly metaphorical.
With my hands that never touched no ground
I remained aloof, disconnected from reality with hands never touching the ground.
When your talent is in numbers
My skill lies in numerical proficiency.
Of the many times you’re gone
Reflecting on the numerous times you've been absent.
I could lie I don’t care about forgiving
I might deny caring about forgiveness, possibly indicating emotional detachment.
But sometimes it’s just roses dying too young
Sometimes beautiful things, like roses, perish prematurely.
As I’m fencing up the hours
I am metaphorically building barriers against the passage of time.
In the fields of red
In a metaphorical landscape painted red, symbolizing passion or intensity.
While you think I’m on a loveless straight
You believe I am on a loveless and straightforward path.
In the letters from the lovers in a land gone wrong
Letters from lovers in a troubled land, with belated explanations.
Explanations always written late
Explanations are consistently offered too late.
When your talent curse the framing
Your talent negatively influences how events are perceived or framed.
Of the crying you heard sung
Despite potential deception, I may claim indifference to what is missing.
I could lie I don’t care about what’s missing
Expressing apathy towards perceived losses or absences.
But sometimes it’s just roses dying too young
Similar to line 9, acknowledging the premature demise of beautiful things like roses.
Your train of thoughts is always passing here
Your train of thought frequently passes by, marked by decay and dysfunction.
With its falling paint, and its broken gears
The train metaphor continues, representing revelations marked by deterioration.
It’s the damn revelation blues when you see the path
Experiencing a metaphorical blues or sadness when realizing a chosen path.
And you know you won’t be the last,
Realizing one won't be the last to face such revelations.
Oh lord…
An expression of despair or pleading to a higher power.
I was more than just a terror
I was not only a source of fear but also experienced emotional distress.
I was crying too
I, too, felt sorrow and expressed emotions.
But you showed me in the gusts between
You revealed the vulnerabilities in the gusts of wind, emphasizing the unpredictability of life.
That a wind is sometimes broken and its flying path
A metaphorical wind with a broken path, lacking meaning or a guiding spirit.
Has no meaning nor a ghost within
Hiding one's talents, believing that feelings are consistently misguided.
When your talent is in hiding
Expressing a desire to offer something positive, despite the inevitability of premature losses.
That your feeling is always wrong
Similar to line 28, emphasizing the perceived incorrectness of feelings.
I always want to bring you something
An ongoing desire to contribute positively to the relationship or situation.
But sometimes it’s just roses dying too young.
Reiterating the theme of beautiful things meeting an untimely end.
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