The song is very bluntly written...
I am no fan of Megadeth,but this is song took a place on my "song that remind and mean something" list...
In any case...
Two hearts that shouldn't
Talk to each other become close
In a town much like a prison cell
The connection in fact is like barely any connection at all,they use this connection,thou both realize later they shouldn't,but at the time it becomes something bigger and its too late.
People speak our names
On the street in hushed tones
Oh the stories they'd tell
You come from a town where
People don't bother saying hello
Unless somebody's born or dies
And I come from a place where they
Drag your hopes through the mud
Because their own dreams are all dying
Here,this part... it points out the problem is distance... huge distance.
And when we walk down the street
The wind sings our name in rebel songs
The sounds of the night should make us anxious
But it's much to late when the fear is gone
I doubt they actually walk down the street,and the winds sing their names in "rebel songs" since they fought with all their being against something that never could be...
I will meet you in the Next Life, I promise you
Where we can be together, I promise you
I will wait till then in Heaven, I promise you
I promise, I promise
A promise... and we don't even know if we can actually make that promise... at this point the pain dominates over love... and we say words and make promises just to lessen the pain...
etc. I do not feel like doing the rest,yet,you get my point...
If anyone would listen
Rumors spread like an illness,and this connection becomes the first topic in the street,since it is a small town... (how fucking familiar to me...)
The song is very bluntly written... I am no fan of Megadeth,but this is song took a place on my "song that remind and mean something" list...
In any case...
Two hearts that shouldn't Talk to each other become close In a town much like a prison cell
The connection in fact is like barely any connection at all,they use this connection,thou both realize later they shouldn't,but at the time it becomes something bigger and its too late.
People speak our names On the street in hushed tones Oh the stories they'd tell
You come from a town where People don't bother saying hello Unless somebody's born or dies
And I come from a place where they Drag your hopes through the mud Because their own dreams are all dying
Here,this part... it points out the problem is distance... huge distance.
And when we walk down the street The wind sings our name in rebel songs The sounds of the night should make us anxious But it's much to late when the fear is gone
I doubt they actually walk down the street,and the winds sing their names in "rebel songs" since they fought with all their being against something that never could be...
I will meet you in the Next Life, I promise you Where we can be together, I promise you I will wait till then in Heaven, I promise you I promise, I promise
A promise... and we don't even know if we can actually make that promise... at this point the pain dominates over love... and we say words and make promises just to lessen the pain...
etc. I do not feel like doing the rest,yet,you get my point... If anyone would listen
Rumors spread like an illness,and this connection becomes the first topic in the street,since it is a small town... (how fucking familiar to me...)