Man in Chains
Breaking Free: Echoes of Liberation in 'Man in Chains' by Wild Whens
Lyrics
Back to back with the ghost of conscience
Facing inner conflicts and moral dilemmas.
There's somethin' familiar bout that eerie feelin', I know
Recognizing a familiar unsettling sensation.
Walkin' on glass of my past relations
Walking on the fragile remnants of past relationships.
Makin' me watch my every goddamn step, but I know
Being vigilant due to the consequences of past actions.
Yeah I know, they're reflections from a prison cell
Aware that reflections are reminders of imprisonment.
Of a man in chains
Expressing the state of being confined and restricted.
Bye bye old friend
Bidding farewell to an old friend or part of the self.
See you when I pass by the lighthouse in the end
Anticipating a reunion at a symbolic point of guidance.
So long old pal, don't you worry about me
Assuring the departed part of self not to worry.
See you when I lay down my oars and hang up my pole
Expecting a reunion after leaving behind burdens.
And walk by the memory of a man in chains
Walking past memories of a constrained existence.
Face to face with the beast of tomorrow
Confronting challenges and uncertainties of the future.
There's somethin' familiar bout that shiny road ahead, I know
Recognizing a familiar path with potential difficulties.
Walkin' on clouds of my past revelations
Walking on the ethereal remnants of past realizations.
Makin' me fly high above all reason
Being elevated above rational considerations.
All the faces that reminds me i'm a convinct, i'm a prisoner
Confronting faces that label as a convict or prisoner.
I'm a man in chains
Acknowledging the state of being a prisoner.
Bye bye old friend
Reiterating a farewell to a past aspect of self or a friend.
See you when I pass by the lighthouse in the end
Expecting a reunion at a symbolic guiding point in the future.
So long old pal, don't you worry about me
Assuring the departed part of self not to be concerned.
See you when I lay down my oars and hang up my pole
Expecting a reunion after letting go of burdens.
And walk by the memory of a man in chains
Walking past memories of a confined existence.
I can hear the preachin' of the two faced crowd, damn hypocrites
Hearing insincere preaching from a hypocritical crowd.
Boy here' some love but you can never repay us
Receiving conditional love with an unpayable debt.
We own ya, your ours, you fool, our prisoner
Rejecting ownership and asserting independence.
But now I'm breakin' out
Breaking free from the shackles of manipulation.
Bye bye old friend
Repeating the farewell to emphasize departure.
See you when I pass by the lighthouse in the end
Anticipating a reunion at a significant point in the future.
So long old pal, don't you worry about me
Assuring the departed part of self not to be troubled.
See you when I lay down my oars and hang up my pole
Expecting a reunion after relinquishing responsibilities.
And walk by the memory of a man in chains
Walking past memories of a constrained existence, reiterating freedom.
Bye bye old friend
Final farewell to an old friend or past self.
See you when I pass by the lighthouse in the end
Anticipating a reunion at a symbolic guiding point one last time.
So long old pal, don't you worry about me
Assuring the departed part of self a peaceful future.
See you when I lay down my oars and hang up my pole
Expecting a final reunion after completing life's journey.
And walk by the memory of a man in chains
Walking past memories of a confined existence, embracing freedom in memory.
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