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The Night We Met
Lord Huron Lyrics


I am not the only traveler
Who has not repaid his debt
I've been searching for a trail to follow again
Take me back to the night we met

And then I can tell myself
What the hell I'm supposed to do
And then I can tell myself
Not to ride along with you

I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Oh, take me back to the night we met

When the night was full of terrors
And your eyes were filled with tears
When you had not touched me yet
Oh, take me back to the night we met

I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Take me back to the night we met

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Written by: Ben Schneider

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stela h.

I am not the only traveler
Who has not repaid his debt
I've been searching for a trail to follow again
Take me back to the night we met
And then I can tell myself
What the hell I'm supposed to do
And then I can tell myself
Not to ride along with you
I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Oh, take me back to the night we met
When the night was full of terrors
And your eyes were filled with tears
When you had not touched me yet
Oh, take me back to the night we met
I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Take me back to the night we met



Newt’s girlfriend

The dislikes are from the people who are so sad of their lonely lives, wishing and dreaming of love that could never be theirs and only ever be a single figure in their mind. They are the ones who cannot fathom how people can find such love in their lives, how their person can be so important to them. They are the ones who only ever wanted true happiness, a person to smile with, laugh with, cry with and dance with. They only ever wanted a person who can love them in this beautiful and special way, to be there for them, and to be their other half. They are the ones who wish for this dear happiness with one that they could never have, one that they could only ever imagine to be happy with, to live out their love-full life with. They are the ones who cry as they dream of their life together, their moments with one another, the happiness they share, the true love and joy filling the air when they are together. These are the people who dream that they are living in a fantasy with their perfect person, the one who will love them forever, be their true other half, live for and with them, and dance till they die, cry till they’re dry, smile till they break, and laugh till they can speak no more sound. They are the ones who have found their true happiness, and so fall to pieces, falling to pieces knowing that they will never find that true happiness in this harsh and true reality. The ones who know their only way to find this true happiness is to leave this reality behind and only ever script a new and absolutely perfect one of their design. They are the ones who escape this world into their own mind to find their only true source of happiness, of love. These are the people who don’t want to live if they must live in a reality without their special person. They long for their love, their happiness, their other half. They long to be with them, to embrasse them in their arms, to dance and dance forever and ever, living out their life with their one true special person.

They cry and fall apart as they know they can never find that happiness.
Not in this reality at least.
Not in this world.

They know that they only way they could ever live this true happiness is by living in their mind.
Away from the world.
Escaping.
Hiding.
Only ever writing and scripting what they desire.

For they know they can only live this pure life in the space of their own mind.

They cry for they have not the mental power to live in their mind like others can.
Like others do.
Like other fulfil their true fantasy life of happiness and love in.
Like others escape this reality to their own perfect one to live happily.

They are the ones who fear that the only they can do in this simple world is imagine.
Never arriving.
Never getting close.
Never even waving hello through a dream-shifting window.
Not even seeing a physical glimpse of their other half through their real eyes, not just a slightly foggy picture in their mind.
Not being able to see them with their true eyes, that they see with and cry with, that are a physical sense, not mental.
Only being able to see in the background of their sight, not ever a clear picture.

They fall to pieces knowing they can never find this love in a true sense of feeling.
Only thinking.
Never truly making it to their fantasy reality.

They are the ones who hate as for they cannot be loved by the one they love with their whole heart and soul.




These are people.....


The people who disliked the video.



David Martinez

This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:

"Take me back to the night we met: When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"

So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:

"I had all and then most of you"

Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart

"Some and now none of you"

Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.



laila steel

gitme o güzel geceye, usulca
ihtiyarlık yanmalı ve çıldırmalı gün sonlandığında
öfkelen, öfkelen ışığın ölümünün karşısında

bilge adamlar bilseler de karanlığın hak olduğunu sonlarında
yıldırım çarptıracak kelamları olduğu içindir onlar
gitmezler o güzel geceye, usulca

haykırırlar son dalgadaki iyi insanlar
düşleyerek kırılgan amellerinin olağanüstü dansını yeşil bir koyda
ve onlar da, onlar da öfkelenirler, öfkelenirler ışığın ölümünün karşısında

güneşin uçuşunu nağmeleriyle yakalayan coşkulu insanlar
öğrenirler geç de olsa yas tuttuklarını onun yolunda
gitmezler o güzel geceye, usulca

kör gözlerin akan yıldızlar gibi alevlenip şenlenebileceğini
kör bir görüşle gören ölümün dibindeki adamlar da
öfkelenirler, öfkelenirler ışığın ölümünün karşısında

ve sen, benim babam, hüzünlü dorukta, orada
yalvarırım, lanetle ve kutsa beni şimdi ihtiraslı gözyaşlarınla
ama gitme o güzel geceye, usulca
öfkelen, öfkelen ışığın ölümünün karşısında....



Anny

Just now I had a nightmare/dream and I have to share it in case I forget it because it was beautiful.

It was about my childhood best friend (we don't talk very often). We we talking after a long time and we had a reunion (in this dream, he had feelings for me) I still hanged around my current friends more. He got jealous of them. He wanted me all for himself. Like years ago.

In my dreams, peapole who are in them "morph" into other ones so he kinda morphed into some random dude I was close with, still symbolizing my childhood best friend. (If that makes sense)

We had a huge fight about it and after, he wanted to leave. When he was leaving, I realized that I didn't want him to leave. I ran to him and hugged him. We were just hugging for a while and at some point, he chuckled and told me the reason he did all of this.

“I have to leave, I realized that your heart won't belong to me, I can't control who you fall in love with and I can't watch you be with someone else then me. Goodbye, (my name).„

After these words, he freed me out of his embrace and started walking away.

After that, I woke up with tears on my cheeks and I realized how important he is to me. This whole dream reminded me of this song, so that's why I wrote the story here. I know it's a bit cringy but I don't choose my dreams.

PS : Check up on your friends. :)



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Tasquizz Taylor

They played this on my wife's funeral, took me two years to have guts to listen it again.


I still miss you helena.

grim

I'm so sorry man R.I.P

Haileytfurlong101

Wow this is weird my great grandads second name is Taylor and his wife that died is named Helena 🤍

Anónima Girl

💔

none of your business

Your wife would of been so proud of you if she could see you right now. Such a beautiful person.

BB DN

Much love 🌌💖💫

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youssef ghandour

This song sounds like heaven but hurts like hell

Doorstep Mushroom

@RedShamrock56 and out of helen kapa who commented the same thing a year ago

RedShamrock56

You took the words right out of my mouth.

Linskii

Sad memories are bad. But good memories are the worst :(

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