This is my line by line explanation, dispute it if you wish.
Water broken voice, saturates a microphone: the bad news (maybe the break up) are said, and the water broken voice is the crying talk of both of the people.
into a reciever with no tongue: incapable of speech
offering, little what it knows: don't know what to say
Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall from throats: since neither of the people know what to say, there's an heavy silence in the call, and the broken hearts fall from throats, is the realisation of the news that's been said, the ache you get in your throat when you're crying or about to...
when heaven is remembered but never seen: heaven could be the thing that's the person's now lost, and since it is lost, it can only be remembered and it can never be seen anymore.
through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes: (altough this is probably a continuation of the previous line) where a heart get tainted or distorted views of things... maybe?
Eternaly, the sun has set to mourning: the sun being the joy and now its set and mourns because the person involved has lost that sunshine in their life and is mourning over it.
and contoured are the backgrounds on the canvas to which our lives are painted: (had to put it together to make sense of it) Maybe saying at how lives are contoured with ups and downs, peaks and valleys if you will, and our lives are a multitude of these peaks and lives.
Of course, this is only my opinion so disputes are welcome.
This is my line by line explanation, dispute it if you wish.
Water broken voice, saturates a microphone: the bad news (maybe the break up) are said, and the water broken voice is the crying talk of both of the people.
into a reciever with no tongue: incapable of speech
offering, little what it knows: don't know what to say
Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall from throats: since neither of the people know what to say, there's an heavy silence in the call, and the broken hearts fall from throats, is the realisation of the news that's been said, the ache you get in your throat when you're crying or about to...
when heaven is remembered but never seen: heaven could be the thing that's the person's now lost, and since it is lost, it can only be remembered and it can never be seen anymore.
through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes: (altough this is probably a continuation of the previous line) where a heart get tainted or distorted views of things... maybe?
Eternaly, the sun has set to mourning: the sun being the joy and now its set and mourns because the person involved has lost that sunshine in their life and is mourning over it.
and contoured are the backgrounds on the canvas to which our lives are painted: (had to put it together to make sense of it) Maybe saying at how lives are contoured with ups and downs, peaks and valleys if you will, and our lives are a multitude of these peaks and lives.
Of course, this is only my opinion so disputes are welcome.