| (+44) – Little Death Lyrics | 10 years ago |
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Please sleep, my darling, sleep. Your cry for inspiration, never reaches ears on distant stars. And every night our lonely planet slides across the universe. And I won't pretend I understand. Subject is searching for some sort of existential inspiration or explanation Narrator is trying to help but cant explain Please sleep, my darling, sleep. Your death by information won't disturb the peace on distant stars. And even when you lock the doors and slide behind the unlit shades, None of us are strangers anymore. The universe isn't concerned with her curiosity No point in hiding, we've been through too much to pretend you're not there (or known) So fall asleep with the windows open. Come to me with the worst you've said and done. You'll close your eyes and see me. A little death makes life more meaningful. I stand no chance at all. Is subject dealing with the death of the narrator? Death makes us appreciate life (i stand no chance at all)Stand no chance at comforting the subject or no chance at a meaningful life? Please sleep, my darling, sleep. Your car crash in slow motion won't upset the pace on distant stars. And one by one our years of our lives stumble as the moments pass. So please hold on. Please hold on Still comforting. Saying worry and depression wont effect life past yours The years continue to go by Please hold on (stay alive and well) |
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