Heartbeat
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Steady hands
They guide the wheel
The sun is black
Then it's shades of red

The seasons change
And moments build
We rise to fall
Like dust to wind

The hourglass has burned through
And I can't fight(and I can't fight)
The hourglass has burned through
And I can't fight those final turns

But your soul is a never-ending road
When your heart beats here
Your heart beats

And your doors are never fully closed
When your heart beats here
You're always
My heart beats

So heavy falls the drum
On still lines we can never shape
And it's a rhythm etched in time
We fall back in the artist's clay

The hourglass has burned through
And I can't fight (and I can't fight)
The hourglass has burned through
And I can't fight those final turns

But your soul is a never-ending road
When your heart beats here
Your heart beats

And your doors are never fully closed
When your heart beats here
You're always
My heart beats

Your soul is a never-ending road
When your heart beats here
Your heart beats

And your doors are never fully closed
When your heart beats here
You're always
My heart beats

So heavy falls the drum
On still lines we can never shape




And it's a rhythm etched in time
We fall back in the artist's clay

Overall Meaning

The lyrics "Steady hands, they guide the wheel" could be interpreted as the idea of having control over one's life, and being able to steer it in the direction they desire. The reference to the changing seasons and moments building represents the idea of time passing and experiences shaping one's journey. The metaphorical language of "We rise to fall, like dust to wind" could be seen as emphasizing the transient nature of life, and the inevitability of change.


The theme of time passing is further emphasized in the lyrics "The hourglass has burned through, and I can't fight those final turns." This could be interpreted as accepting the idea that time is running out, and there's no way to change the course of events. However, the lyrics also suggest that the heart and soul are endless, and even though everything else may change, they remain constant. This idea of endurance is reflected in the lyrics "Your soul is a never-ending road... And your doors are never fully closed."


The lines "So heavy falls the drum, on still lines we can never shape. And it's a rhythm etched in time, we fall back in the artist's clay" suggest the idea of destiny or fate, and the fact that no matter how much we try to shape our lives, we are ultimately subject to forces beyond our control. The use of artistic imagery mentions falling back into the "artist's clay," which could be interpreted as a metaphor for the shaping of our lives by something greater than ourselves.


Line by Line Meaning

Steady hands
Confident and composed, we hold the power


They guide the wheel
Our actions direct the course of our lives


The sun is black
In moments of despair, everything seems dark and bleak


Then it's shades of red
Hope slowly creeps in, bringing vibrancy and color to our lives


The seasons change
Life's transitions are inevitable and unstoppable


And moments build
Each experience adds meaning and depth to our existence


We rise to fall
Our accomplishments and failures are cyclical


Like dust to wind
Just like the natural flow of life that cannot be controlled


The hourglass has burned through
Time has passed by and cannot be reversed


And I can't fight (and I can't fight)
I have to come to terms with what is beyond my control


But your soul is a never-ending road
You can continue to grow and learn, evolving constantly


When your heart beats here
When you are true to yourself and your passions


Your heart beats
You are alive and thriving


And your doors are never fully closed
Opportunities are always available, waiting to be seized


You're always
You will never be alone or stagnant


My heart beats
I am alive and connected to the world around me


So heavy falls the drum
Life's burdens can weigh us down and hold us back


On still lines we can never shape
Some things in life are beyond our control or ability to influence


And it's a rhythm etched in time
Life moves in cycles, perpetually repeating patterns


We fall back in the artist's clay
Our experiences mold us into ever-evolving works of art




Lyrics © Roba Music Verlag GMBH, Cloud9
Written by: ANDRE TANNEBERGER, MANVEL TER POGOSYAN, MELISSA LORETTA

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@TheGoosebaby

Steady hands
They guide the wheel
The sun is black
Then it's shades of red
The seasons change
And moments build
We rise to fall
Like dust to wind
The hourglass has burned through
And I can't fight(and I can't fight)
The hourglass has burned through
And I can't fight those final turns
But your soul is a never-ending road
When your heart beats here
Your heart beats
And your doors are never fully closed
When your heart beats here
You're always
My heart beats
So heavy falls the drum
On still lines we can never shape
And it's a rhythm etched in time
We fall back in the artist's clay
The hourglass has burned through
And I can't fight (and I can't fight)
The hourglass has burned through
And I can't fight those final turns
But your soul is a never-ending road
When your heart beats here
Your heart beats



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