The Never
Autumn Tears Lyrics


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Do tell me why my dreams
Speak to me always of never?
For I am the never, the ever dreaming senses
Within the windows of mine eyes, the beauty is ever shame

This searing imagery roots within my consciousness
Imagery that which I wish to know of, and wish not to know of
They are one in the same
The silence of screaming, deep within the void of my never
Take away the emptiness

The dance echoes its imagery to me
Again and again... and again
Our dance... our very last dance
Taunting me, taunting delicately around the empty carousel
Of what I now wish to be and what remains of my dreams

Why must I dream of the flourishing fountain
Ever flowing with the blood of al whom hath cried out my name?
Forget not my name

The dance echoes its imagery to me
Again and again... and again
Our dance... our very last dance
Taunting me, taunting delicately around the empty carousel
Of what I now wish to be and what remains of my dreams

A glimpse of a beautiful painting slips away




Leaving in its place a canvas of endless black...
Yet the illusion remains

Overall Meaning

In the song "The Never" by Autumn Tears, the lyrics speak about the dreamer's fixation on the idea of "never". The first verse asks why the dreams always speak of "never" and identifies the dreamer as "the never", always dreaming but never truly experiencing. The second verse describes the searing imagery that's stuck in the dreamer's mind, which they both want to know and not know about. The third verse speaks of a dance that repeats and taunts the dreamer delicately, around an empty carousel. The dreamer is haunted by the idea of what they could be and what remains of their dreams. They dream of a flourishing fountain which flows with the blood of all who have cried out their name, an eerie and unnerving image that reflects the dreamer's inner turmoil. Despite the glimpse of a beautiful painting slipping away, the illusion of it remains.


The lyrics of the song convey a sense of longing and a feeling of being lost or trapped, drawn to the idea of "never" as a sort of comfort or escape. The dreamer's fixation on this concept creates an eerie and unsettling atmosphere, particularly with the imagery of the blood fountain and the empty carousel. The repetition of the dance adds to the sense of being stuck in an endless cycle, unable to move forward or escape their dreams.


Line by Line Meaning

Do tell me why my dreams
I inquire as to the reason why my dreams


Speak to me always of never?
always mentioning the concept of never to me?


For I am the never, the ever dreaming senses
I am characterized by never and constant imaginative faculties


Within the windows of mine eyes, the beauty is ever shame
all beauty viewed through my eyes is tainted with a shameful quality


This searing imagery roots within my consciousness
these vivid images are embedded deeply within my mind


Imagery that which I wish to know of, and wish not to know of
images I desire to understand and those I do not


They are one in the same
both types of images are alike


The silence of screaming, deep within the void of my never
a quiet yet intense pain resides in the emptiness of my mind


Take away the emptiness
please remove the void


The dance echoes its imagery to me
the choreography repeats its imagery


Again and again... and again
repeatedly and without end


Our dance... our very last dance
our final performance


Taunting me, taunting delicately around the empty carousel
mocking me with a gentle dance on a barren platform


Of what I now wish to be and what remains of my dreams
what I desire to become and what is left of my aspirations


Why must I dream of the flourishing fountain
why do I envision a fountain of abundant tears


Ever flowing with the blood of al whom hath cried out my name?
the tears are composed of the blood of all who have invoked my name


Forget not my name
please remember my name


A glimpse of a beautiful painting slips away
a view of a lovely artwork disappears


Leaving in its place a canvas of endless black...
it is now replaced by an infinite, dark canvas


Yet the illusion remains
nonetheless, the mirage remains




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Comments from YouTube:

Karla Matamoros

I love Autumn Tears! 💖 So beautiful!

Luca A.

Glad to see them not forgotten...

Ted Tringo

A brand new 2019 AUTUMN TEARS album is now available here: http://autumntears.bandcamp.com

Steve Baxter

Simply AWESOME.

TOSUN PAŞA

Hello guys :) Selamlar olsun ahali.

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