"Here" as written by and Jeffery Scheel Douglas Firley....
Looking through your window, a million miles from me
My ears are bleeding from the silence, echoing like rain
I cannot see, leaping from your window, the fall
To set me free. A leap of faith is all I ask. Remove
Myself from all that used to be. Now I'm here
for all to see, everything torn out of me, too
Late to drown in all my doubt. Too much too
Late to sort things out: when the clock is
Ticking. A twisted face I see, my sight is blinded
By the darkness, it doesn't mean a fucking thing
To me, turning from my window. Nothing phases me
I built this perfect little hellhole. It seems to
Be the perfect place for me, now I'm here for
All to see. Everything torn out of me, too late
To drown in all my doubt too much too late to
Sort things out


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"Here" as written by Jeffery Scheel Douglas Firley

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    General CommentThis is my favorite GK song. No comments? What's WRONG with you people? :(
    krizzyon January 10, 2005   Link
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    General Commenthmm lets see... the guy is so depressed about people ripping him apart from the inside out about something, so he's about to comit suicide when he turns from the window and desides that those people can't do crap to him. this is me, get the hell over it. a VERY inspirational song to me.
    kitsune-tokkanon April 11, 2005   Link
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    General CommentLooking through your window, a million miles from me
    My ears are bleeding from the silence, echoing like rain
    I cannot see

    --obviously saying that the silence of having this thing bottled up in him is beating him up from the inside out...

    leaping from your window, the fall
    To set me free. A leap of faith is all I ask. Remove
    Myself from all that used to be.
    --Contemplating suicide by jumping out a window

    Now I'm here
    for all to see, everything torn out of me, too
    Late to drown in all my doubt. Too much too
    Late to sort things out
    --him shouting out about this thing, and saying it's too late to be doubtful, and it's too late to sort what he's already said

    when the clock is
    Ticking. A twisted face I see, my sight is blinded
    By the darkness, it doesn't mean a fucking thing
    To me
    --difficult... but I beleive the first line is saying that time is his enemy, sight blinded by darkness a reference to a sort of blinding depression... and he's saying all that doesn't mean anything to him.

    turning from my window. Nothing phases me
    I built this perfect little hellhole. It seems to
    Be the perfect place for me
    -- Turning away from the window, finally realising that nothing anyone can say can stop him....

    I donno.. confusing in parts but I think thats the main jist of it all...
    kitsune-tokkanon April 11, 2005   Link
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    General Commentthis is a SWEET song
    happy.armon September 10, 2007   Link

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