Guttersnipe
Besieged Lyrics


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The absence of your aspiration
finds my blighted situation
bleeding, grieving,
self-reproaching.

Through
narrow bars, a hand outreaching.
A brilliant flame at the witching
hour.

A familiar name, wooden
visage, cadaverous gaze.
Abandoned guttersnipe?

Expose the
vile, exhume the passed, an
unmeditated affidavit.

This is
your call, will you bring me
along? Turning your back to the
fear in my eye, we're going
nowhere.

One heartfelt
conversation brought me liberation
and release from bleeding,
grieving, self-reproaching.





Bemusing cage, a lock now broken.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Besieged's song "Guttersnipe" are complex and multi-layered, addressing themes of loss, abandonment, and personal redemption. The absence of the singer's aspirations leads to a sense of blighted desperation, as they are left reeling from their own self-reproaching and sorrow. Despite this, they see a glimmer of hope through the image of a hand reaching out through narrow bars, and a brilliant flame burning at the witching hour.


The singer's thoughts then return to a familiar name, a wooden visage, and a cadaverous gaze - the face of someone who has been abandoned, like a guttersnipe. There is a sense of a past that needs to be uncovered and examined, as the singer urges us to "exhume the passed" and expose the vile. There is an unspoken question as to whether the listener will join them on this journey of uncovering and confronting the past, or whether they will "turn their back to the fear" and go nowhere.


However, there is a glimmer of hope in the final verse as the singer describes how "one heartfelt conversation brought me liberation" from their grief and self-reproaching. In a sense, they have broken out of a bemusing cage and are now free to move forward with their life.


Line by Line Meaning

The absence of your aspiration
My situation is hopeless without your inspiration.


finds my blighted situation
Your absence worsens my already troubled state.


bleeding, grieving, self-reproaching.
I am suffering deeply and blaming myself for my circumstances.


Through narrow bars, a hand outreaching.
Someone is reaching out to me, but I am confined and restricted.


A brilliant flame at the witching hour.
There is hope and light even in the darkest moments.


A familiar name, wooden visage, cadaverous gaze.
Someone I know looks lifeless and unresponsive.


Abandoned guttersnipe?
Are you a forgotten and neglected person?


Expose the vile, exhume the passed, an unmeditated affidavit.
Let's reveal the truth and bring to light what has been buried and hidden.


This is your call, will you bring me along?
It's up to you whether you want to include me in your plans.


Turning your back to the fear in my eye, we're going nowhere.
You're avoiding my concerns and we're not making any progress.


One heartfelt conversation brought me liberation and release from bleeding, grieving, self-reproaching.
Talking to someone honestly and openly has helped me find relief from my pain and self-blame.


Bemusing cage, a lock now broken.
I feel trapped and confused, but now the barrier is removed.




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