Lyrics
There's silence in my fishing town
Describing a quiet atmosphere in a coastal town.
With nothing but the wind
Highlighting the presence of wind as the main sound.
To shake the walls of my wooden house
Depicting a wooden house being affected by the wind.
And beg me to let it in
Suggesting the wind's desire to enter the house.
The salty air whips my hair around
Portraying the impact of salty air on the speaker.
My pale and weathered skin
Describing the physical effects of weather on the speaker.
As I sit and wait by the old lighthouse
Waiting by a lighthouse, anticipating a storm.
For the storm clouds to roll in
Expressing the expectation of storm clouds.
The storm clouds to roll in
Repetition for emphasis on anticipating storm clouds.
I'm weathered and worn but my house is still
Describing the durability of the speaker despite challenges.
Standing against the wind
Emphasizing resilience against the force of the wind.
And whether I'm torn from the sky I'll still
Remaining aware despite potential hardships.
Know when the night begins
Acknowledging the onset of night.
I cast my net into the deep blue
Engaging in fishing, casting a net into the sea.
Which now reflects the stars
Noticing stars reflecting in the deep blue sea.
A reminder of a deeper truth
Reflecting on a profound truth about ownership.
That which we hold is not ours
Highlighting the transient nature of possessions.
On borrowed breath I whistle a tune
Whistling a tune symbolizing life's fragility.
A tune that beckons sleep
Associating the tune with the beckoning of sleep.
And memories of my mothers arms
Recalling memories of maternal comfort.
Not even memories will we keep
Emphasizing the impermanence of memories.
Not even memories will we keep
Reiteration of the transient nature of memories.
I'm weathered and worn but my house is still
Reiterating resilience despite wear and tear.
Standing against the wind
Reaffirming strength against adversities.
And whether I'm torn from the sky I'll still
Remaining conscious even when separated from the sky.
Know when the night begins
Acknowledging the arrival of night.
Breathe in lean back into the arms of rest
Instructing to breathe and relax into rest.
Exhale slowly and turn to face the west
Advising to exhale slowly and face the west, possibly symbolizing closure.
I'm weathered and worn but my house is still
Reaffirming endurance in the face of challenges.
Standing against the wind
Staying strong against the wind's resistance.
And whether I'm torn from the sky I'll still
Remaining aware even when separated from the sky.
Know when the night begins
Acknowledging the onset of night.
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