Ever feel like life is a never-ending game of emotional dodgeball? Beirut's latest track dives headfirst into that chaotic arena. With every word blaring like an existential siren, the song captures the dissonance of fleeting moments and the inevitable chill of uncertainty. It's as if the singer is wrestling with life's big questions under a flickering streetlight—should they stay or should they go? The lyrics suggest a dance between acceptance and doubt, where each step forward feels like turning over a new leaf only to find another layer of complexity. In this poetic limbo, we might not have all the answers, but hey, at least we're here for the ride... or maybe just until next time.
Varieties of Exile
Lyrics
Every word sounds like a siren
Into the town, breaking the silence
It's a good life, wait and it's over
Everywhere, ever, oh
We never would have in mind
Here for next time
If there was doubt
It's getting colder
In a new light
I'd turn it over
I can't decide
If there's another
Hand on your fate, never
We never would had mind
Here for next time
We never would had mind
Here for next time
Writer(s): Zach Condon
Copyright(s): Lyrics © SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB.
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