My interpretation: a really important friendship has broken down but the two ppl are constantly forced to interact: still hopeful the other person will make it work out, (wait for a sign) but the problems that caused the split still remain and the relationship is terminally ill (can't keep the flowers alive).
The singer can't apologise (wont say that im sorry), and is sabotaging any chance of it working with bitterness (burn my bridges down).
But because of the constant proximity, there is no room to bleed, and the other person only sees an attempt for pity (bleeding in vain).
Fits me right now - but I have to say Ben Lee is a great musician/poet, but a total twat on stage.
My interpretation: a really important friendship has broken down but the two ppl are constantly forced to interact: still hopeful the other person will make it work out, (wait for a sign) but the problems that caused the split still remain and the relationship is terminally ill (can't keep the flowers alive).
The singer can't apologise (wont say that im sorry), and is sabotaging any chance of it working with bitterness (burn my bridges down).
But because of the constant proximity, there is no room to bleed, and the other person only sees an attempt for pity (bleeding in vain).
Fits me right now - but I have to say Ben Lee is a great musician/poet, but a total twat on stage.