Imagine you're soaring high above the earth, the clouds your only companions, when suddenly the oppressive grip of existential dread sneaks up on you. White Lies’ rollercoaster of a song explores the thrilling yet terrifying prospect of facing our deepest fears. The protagonist revels in the escape of heights and the serenity of night, only to be confronted with the relentless tick-tock of mortality's clock. The lyrics dance between the notions of love and death, questioning life's path and feeling both untethered and anchored by the fear of the unknown. It's an introspective journey where our hero's heart races against time, drawing a poetic blur between the sky's calm and the earth's inevitable pull. Meanwhile, paranoia keeps them company in the cruelest balancing act of all: teetering between affection and demise. Quite the high-flying paradox, wouldn’t you say?
Death
Lyrics
I love the feeling when we lift off
Watching the world so small below
I love the dreaming when I think of
The safety in the clouds out my window
I wonder what keeps us so high up
Could there be a love beneath these wings?
If we suddenly fall should I scream out
Or keep very quite and cling to my mouth?
As I'm crying, so frightened of dying
Relax, yes, I'm trying
This fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
I love the quite of the night time
When the sun is drowning in the deathly sea
I can feel my heart beating as I speed from
The sense of time catching up with me
The sky set out like a pathway
But who decides which route we take
As people drift into a dream world
I close my eyes as my hands shake
And when I see a new day
Who's driving this anyway
I picture my own grave 'cause fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Floating neither up or down
I wonder when I'll hit the ground
Well, the earth beneath my body shake
And cast your sleeping hearts awake
Could it tremble stars from moon light skies?
Could it drag a tear from your cold eyes?
I live on the right side, I sleep in the left
That's why everything's gotta be love or death
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Writer(s): DENIS LEARY
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
What is the Meaning of Death
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