With Regards
A Thousand Falling Skies Lyrics


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Lets end the tending to every wound.
The sinking ways of hope.
So we can find a way out.
The sinking ways of truth.
I'm done seeking for love.
I haven't felt anything in so long.
I'm taking every one of you with us.
You'll never leave unscarred.
You'll spend the rest of our days here.
Wasting hours past.
Catching a glimpse of our dreams.
So wake us up from suffering.
I'm done thinking I'm done with you.
Silhouettes of blinding light.
Drown out their screams.
Murderous beauty.
Welcomes us with broken arms.
We'll spend tonight alone.
We'll spend the rest of our days here.
Sew these secrets into tiny knots to help you.
Execute your perfect plan.
Of finding solaces.
Silhouettes of blinding light.
Drown out their screams.
Murderous beauty.
Welcomes us with broken arms.
Sew these secrets into tiny knots to help you.




Execute your perfect plan.
Of finding solaces.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "With Regards" by A Thousand Falling Skies speak to a sense of hopelessness and despair, with the singer expressing a desire to end the cycle of pain and disappointment that they have experienced. The sinking ways of hope and truth are acknowledged, suggesting a loss of faith and a sense of being adrift. The singer is done seeking love, having gone so long without feeling anything. They seem to be resigned to their fate, taking everyone with them as they spend the rest of their days wasting time and chasing dreams, caught in a cycle of suffering.


The silhouettes of blinding light suggest a kind of transcendence or escape, but ultimately the murderous beauty that welcomes the singer with broken arms suggests that any attempt to escape will also be met with pain and suffering. The singer offers a final piece of advice, to sew secrets into tiny knots as a way of finding solace, perhaps suggesting that there is a sense of hope in finding small moments of comfort or clarity amidst the chaos.


Overall, the lyrics of "With Regards" are bleak and somewhat nihilistic, suggesting a feeling of being lost and unable to find a way out of the cycle of pain and disappointment. However, the final message of finding solace in small moments suggests that there is still some hope to be found, even in the midst of despair.


Line by Line Meaning

Lets end the tending to every wound.
Stop trying to fix every problem and move on.


The sinking ways of hope.
Disappointment and defeat have become the norm.


So we can find a way out.
To escape from this cycle of pain and negativity.


The sinking ways of truth.
Even the harsh reality we face is becoming unbearable.


I'm done seeking for love.
Romantic love and its accompanying pain are no longer desired.


I haven't felt anything in so long.
Emptiness and numbness have taken over.


I'm taking every one of you with us.
Others will be dragged down into this despair, whether they like it or not.


You'll never leave unscarred.
Everyone will suffer the consequences of this downward spiral.


You'll spend the rest of our days here.
There is no escape from this cycle of pain and negativity.


Wasting hours past.
Time is slipping away while we remain trapped in misery.


Catching a glimpse of our dreams.
Hopes and aspirations are fading, barely visible anymore.


So wake us up from suffering.
Please help us break free from this never-ending pain.


I'm done thinking I'm done with you.
Even the people we once cared for are now viewed with apathy or disdain.


Silhouettes of blinding light.
Bright and overwhelming images that offer temporary distraction from the darkness.


Drown out their screams.
The noise of others' suffering is becoming unbearable.


Murderous beauty.
Something that is visually appealing - but ultimately destructive.


Welcomes us with broken arms.
Even something that offers temporary relief is ultimately harmful.


We'll spend tonight alone.
The isolation and loneliness are palpable.


Sew these secrets into tiny knots to help you.
Hide your pain and secrets away, to avoid further hurt from others.


Execute your perfect plan.
Do whatever it takes to escape this misery.


Of finding solaces.
Of discovering some measure of peace and comfort, however fleeting it may be.




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