Instead, I listen to the ocean
manipulate the waves
So simple it makes you wonder if you heard it before! Now the question becomes have I? The answer...I think not! Again, simple...yet profoundly intriguing.
I was baptised in your angst
in your insecurity
father figure comfort me
Raise me up, make me free
I like how the first line was a transition from the previous stanza.
Also, reading this makes me feel you have a sense of understanding about your situation. It's almost as if you know you've been wronged, but instead of anger or hatred you grew empathy. Because ultimately it's not about the past. It's about the now and you are ready to move on. For there is redemption through forgiveness. Thus..."just help me".
drowning pain with timid tears
feast or famine, I still fear;
no country is my own
Although, you have forgiveness in your heart you are still unsure of the future. You fear the unknown or a repeat of your past. You are fearful of being alone. You are distraught over the idea of never having a home or feeling at home where you are. But, mostly, you fear never knowing the warmth that love brings.
Fickle fingers of my fate
forgive, forget my foolish state
on my shoulders, world and weight
walking wounded home
The idea of love not being obtained has made you a pessimist. It has harden you. It has made you feel bitter. You are becoming what you think is a 'realist' about life. You are losing yourself -- your innocence and hope. You are becoming a product of your environment. And, although, you would like to believe this is just how it is; deep down inside you know that it isn't. Because you know this you hurt...you are wounded by it. But still you grunge forward despite it all.
labour of love, give to me
my final lap of luxury
better safe than just sorry
I'll sing along with you
At this point you have completely lost yourself and are willing to accept anything as love...even if it isn't real.
silver screening all you do
rags to riches, rave review
I'll start from scratch, I'll see it through
your treasure trove is tried and true
Raise me up to be with you
Again, turning to the sensation of artificial reality in hopes of it replicating a feeling or emotion you always longed for in the real world. Just needing a fix or a void filled with something, with anything, becoming a zombie...better that than being lonely.
desolate daydreams, deluded, cruel
defeated, distant, I hope that you'll
fan the flames and turn the tables
leave me with no label, able
with bated breath and bones bare
to love you still
from anywhere
You've completely given in. Willing to be indoctrinated. You offer your soul in exchange to be reborn a new.