Passing Ships
Navigating Shadows: Willow Hannon's Tale of Lost Souls
Lyrics
Lock your doors, it's time to hide
Expresses a sense of danger or threat, advising to take precautionary measures.
I'm sorry if you've lost your mind
Apologizing for potential mental distress or confusion.
Facing the sequence of what you have done
Confronting the consequences of one's actions.
Losing the feeling of who you've become
Losing a sense of identity or self-awareness.
I never thought I'd see the day when you change your ways
Expressing surprise at a significant change in someone's behavior.
Cos I am lost in the sand
Feeling disoriented or adrift in a challenging situation.
Displaced by the waves from the ships that have landed
Feeling displaced or overwhelmed by external influences.
I feel safe in the feeling of running away
Finding comfort in the act of escaping or running away.
We're on passing ships
Repetition of the theme of being on passing ships, suggesting transient connections or missed opportunities.
We're on passing ships
-We're on passing ships in the bay
-And maybe there are people
-That you miss so bad it hurts
-Maybe for you nothing's really changed
-Still burning the feeling of guilt that you've earned
-Comparing to people who have it much worse
-I never thought I'd see the day that we all waste away
-Cos I am lost in the sand
-Displaced by the waves from the ships that have landed
-I feel safe in the feeling of running away
-We're on passing ships
-We're on passing ships
-We're on passing ships in the bay
-And you're losing touch now
Expressing a sense of detachment and anticipation for a cleansing or transformative event.
Cos you're sick of the dust now
-Just waiting for the day
-That you get washed away
-And you're losing touch now
-Cos you're sick of the dust now
-Just waiting for the day
-That you get washed away oh
-And you're losing touch now
Continuation of the theme of losing touch and waiting for a significant change.
Cos you're sick of the dust now
-Just waiting for the day
-That you get washed away
-And you're losing touch now
-Cos you're sick of the dust now
-Just waiting for the day
-I am lost in the sand
-Displaced by the waves from the ships that have landed
Reiteration of feeling lost and displaced, possibly due to external influences.
I feel safe in the feeling of running away
Finding solace in the act of running away.
We're on passing ships
Repetition of the idea of being on passing ships, emphasizing the transient nature of connections.
We're on passing ships
-We're on passing ships
-We're on passing ships
-We're on passing ships
-We're on passing ships
Reaffirmation of the theme of passing ships, underlining the fleeting nature of relationships or encounters.
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