Love Wave

Riding the Love Wave: Unveiling Life's Ups, Downs, and Redemption
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Lyrics

I fought the beast and I broke his jaw

The speaker faced a difficult challenge or struggle, symbolized by "the beast," and successfully overcame it.

I cut out his heart and I ate it raw

The speaker metaphorically describes a brutal victory by defeating the challenge and consuming its essence.

I seen some people in misery

The speaker observed others experiencing hardship, highlighting the contrast with their own challenges.

Makes all my questions seem like luxury

The speaker reflects on the relative insignificance of their own questions in the face of others' genuine suffering.


That's why I go to the out zone

The speaker retreats to an imaginary or symbolic space called the "out zone" for solace or introspection.

There I can ride on a love wave

In the "out zone," the speaker finds comfort and inspiration, symbolized by riding on a "love wave."


I climbed a mountain to the top

The speaker describes a challenging journey to the top of a mountain, only to realize it was a superficial achievement.

It was just a very big rock

The perceived accomplishment was merely reaching a large rock, emphasizing the futility of the endeavor.

After the up I have always found

The speaker notes a pattern of highs and lows in life, with the certainty of coming down after reaching the top.

You can count on coming down

The cyclical nature of life's ups and downs is acknowledged, suggesting a need for balance and acceptance.


That's why I go to the out zone

The speaker returns to the "out zone" for emotional refuge and connection with the metaphorical "love wave."

There I can ride on a love wave

Reiteration of finding solace in the "out zone" and riding on the rejuvenating and uplifting "love wave."


I played guitar with a media star

The speaker recalls playing guitar with a celebrity in a bar, emphasizing the superficiality of fame and events.

The entire event took place in a bar

The event's triviality is underscored, highlighting the lack of genuine meaning in the encounter.

Where'd the kid go? Is he in a funk?

A question is raised about a missing person's emotional state, blaming external influences for their distress.

It's not your fault they filled your head with junk

The speaker suggests that external factors, rather than personal fault, contribute to someone's emotional struggles.


That's why I go to the out zone

The speaker seeks refuge in the "out zone" again, emphasizing its importance as a coping mechanism.

There I can ride on a love wave

The connection with the healing power of the "love wave" in the "out zone" is reiterated.


I heard some church bells toll through the woods

The speaker hears church bells, possibly symbolizing a spiritual awakening, challenging materialistic pursuits.

I thought they'd done sellin' them goods

The expectation of a spiritual revelation is shattered, emphasizing the commercialization of religious experiences.

Me, my sins are at the laundromat

The speaker metaphorically cleanses themselves of sins, suggesting a desire for personal renewal.

And when I'm clean I'm goin' back

After the cleansing process, the speaker plans to return to a previous state or situation.


That's why I go to the out zone

Reiteration of finding solace in the "out zone" and riding on the rejuvenating and uplifting "love wave."

There I can ride on a love wave

Emphasis on the therapeutic nature of the "out zone" and the transformative power of the "love wave."


That's why I go to the out zone

The speaker reiterates the importance of the "out zone" as a sanctuary for emotional well-being.

There I can ride on a love wave

Continued emphasis on finding comfort and renewal in the "out zone" through the "love wave."


That's why I go to the out zone

The speaker stresses the recurring need for the emotional refuge of the "out zone."

There I can ride on a love wave

Final emphasis on the therapeutic and uplifting qualities of the "love wave" in the "out zone."

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