Gedanken
BröselMaschine Lyrics
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In the land with no heads fools hang in to trees
Where love is like a muddy river run by frozen heat
But the green fields go out and out under the sun
Look up to the sky, heads are flying by
In the land with no heads fools hang in to trees
Where love is like a muddy river run by frozen heat
But the green fields go in and out under the sun
The lyrics of Bröselmaschine's song, Gedanken, evoke a surreal and somewhat apocalyptic landscape. The first line of the song, "look up to the sky, heads are flying by", sets the tone for the ominous imagery that follows. The land described in the song is one "with no heads", where "fools hang on to trees." This imagery creates a feeling of chaos and disorder, as if the world is falling apart.
The song also touches on the theme of love, which is depicted as a "muddy river run by frozen heat". This line suggests that love is stagnant and unfulfilling in this world. Despite this, the song acknowledges that there are still pockets of beauty to be found in the world, as evidenced by the description of the "green fields" that stretch out under the sun.
Overall, the lyrics of Gedanken paint a picture of a world in turmoil, where even love has become twisted and corrupt. Yet, there is a sense of hopefulness in the acknowledgement that there are still some beautiful things that remain in the world.
Line by Line Meaning
Look up to the sky, heads are flying by
Take a moment to look at the sky, you'll see heads flying by - indicating the world is chaotic and confusing
In the land with no heads fools hang in to trees
In a world where people are losing their heads, fools cling to trees for safety - implying that people are lost and seeking refuge wherever they can find it
Where love is like a muddy river run by frozen heat
In this world, love is stagnant and muddled like a muddy river, and it's controlled by a rigid, unyielding force
But the green fields go out and out under the sun
Despite the chaos and confusion, there are still vast expanses of beautiful green fields that stretch out endlessly under the warmth of the sun - representing pockets of hope and happiness amidst the madness
Writer(s): WILLI KISSMER, PETER BURSCH, JENNY SCHUECKER, MICHAE HELLBACH
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