Harbour A Hand
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Before God's choreography
Gets tangled in your synapses dreams
Oh please tell me you know what I mean
Well I could be sitting by a brook
Pouring out of your favorite book
Everything created by looking
At what has really stuckMisty magic on the breach
Jon told Bob told Rob told me
That I can see what I can see
Won't you let the powers be
Well she told me coldly
Not to harbour a hand
But I could tell by that wayside glance
That she had other plans
See she told me coldly
Not to harbour a hand
But I could tell by that bitter look
That she had other plans
Quality is what you think you see
Before God's choreography
Gets scrambled in your neurotic dreams
Oh please tell me you know what I mean
I remember when you said
We could be friends again
But that was a long time ago
And ain't much has changed don't you know
Misty magic on a leash
Jon told Bob told Rob told me
That I can see what I can see
Now won't you let the powers be
See she told me coldly
Not to harbour a hand
Well I was spent
Well she told me coldly
Not to harbour a hand
But I could tell by that far-off, side-eyed glance
That she had other plans
In “Harbour A Hand,” the lyrics invite listeners to contemplate the elusive nature of perception and reality. The opening lines suggest a contrast between subjective interpretation ("Quality is what you think you see") and the abstract forces at play in life orchestrated by a higher power ("Before God's choreography"). The imagery of dreams intertwined with our mental processing (“tangled in your synapses dreams”) conveys the complexity of human experience and how it shapes our understanding of truth. There’s an imploring tone in the line "Oh please tell me you know what I mean," indicating a shared struggle to make sense of these intricate thoughts and perceptions. The metaphor of sitting by a brook and reflecting on a favorite book suggests a serene yet introspective state, highlighting the inspiration drawn from nature and literature.
As the singer navigates this exploration of identity and perspective, recurrent motifs of knowledge and gossip surface. The repetition of “Jon told Bob told Rob told me,” creates a sense of community or shared wisdom, suggesting that insights are often disseminated informally and collectively rather than through formal communication. The line “Won't you let the powers be” further implies a plea for acceptance of the wider forces that govern existence, urging a recognition of the limits of individual perception. The mention of “misty magic on the breach” deepens the sense of mystery and uncertainty, as it encapsulates the ambiguity of experiences that are both enchanting and potentially disruptive.
The chorus introduces interpersonal dynamics that underscore the theme of unrequited desires or misunderstood intentions. The singer recounts a cold directive from a woman to “not to harbour a hand” – a metaphor that suggests abstaining from involvement or emotional dependency. Yet, the accompanying glances reveal an underlying tension, hinting at the complexity of human desire juxtaposed with explicit instructions. The notion that one can perceive intentions beyond words is emblematic of the disconnect often found in relationships; there's a divergence between spoken communication and the subtler signals we generate through body language and gaze. This observation portrays the confusion that often accompanies unreciprocated feelings, as the singer yearns for deeper connection while being cautioned against it.
Ultimately, the lyrics reflect on the longing for reconciliation and the sting of change. The reminiscence of a time when they could be friends again captures the heartache of relationships that have waned or transformed. The phrase “that was a long time ago” emphasizes a lasting disconnection, adding a layer of nostalgia to the singer's reflections. The repeated lines about the woman’s coldness, coupled with a sense of suspension in the expression “you were pretty strung out,” illustrate emotional fragility and implore a deeper examination of vulnerability in human connections. Thus, “Harbour A Hand” not only traverses the intricacies of perception and reality but also underscores the profound and often painful complexities of intimate relationships, stitched together through fleeting glances, unspoken desires, and a yearning for clarity in a world that often obscures it.
Line by Line Meaning
Quality is what you think you see
The perception of value is subjective, shaped by your individual interpretation.
Before God's choreography
Prior to the divine design and order influencing our lives.
Gets tangled in your synapses dreams
Before it becomes complicated within your subconscious thoughts and aspirations.
Oh please tell me you know what I mean
I hope you're able to understand the depth of what I'm conveying.
Well I could be sitting by a brook
I could find peace and tranquility in a simple, serene setting.
Pouring out of your favorite book
Immersing myself in narratives that resonate deeply with you.
Everything created by looking
Each creation originates from observation and perception.
At what has really stuck
Focusing on what has made a lasting impression.
Misty magic on the breach
A sense of enchanting possibility lingering on the edge of reality.
Jon told Bob told Rob told me
Knowledge and truths are often passed along through informal channels.
That I can see what I can see
I recognize and acknowledge the limitations of my perception.
Won't you let the powers be
Allow the natural forces or circumstances to unfold freely.
Well she told me coldly
Her response was emotionally distant and unfeeling.
Not to harbour a hand
She advised against seeking help or support from others.
But I could tell by that wayside glance
However, her fleeting look revealed deeper intentions.
That she had other plans
It became clear that she had alternate motives in mind.
See she told me coldly
Reiterating that her demeanor was starkly indifferent.
Not to harbour a hand
Again, she cautioned against depending on anyone else.
But I could tell by that bitter look
Yet her expression suggested unspoken animosity.
That she had other plans
Indicating her intentions were not aligned with her words.
Quality is what you think you see
Reaffirming the notion that value is a matter of personal perception.
Before God's choreography
Prior to the influence of a greater power structuring life's events.
Gets scrambled in your neurotic dreams
Before it gets distorted within your anxious and chaotic thoughts.
Oh please tell me you know what I mean
I genuinely hope you comprehend the sentiments I'm expressing.
I remember when you said
Reflecting on a past conversation where hope was offered.
We could be friends again
A suggestion that reconciliation and friendship could be possible.
But that was a long time ago
Acknowledging the passage of time, hinting that circumstances have shifted.
And ain't much has changed don't you know
Recognizing that despite the time elapsed, situations remain largely the same.
Misty magic on a leash
A sense of potential is restricted or contained, losing its natural flow.
Jon told Bob told Rob told me
Reiterating how information circulates informally through social networks.
That I can see what I can see
Affirmation of understanding my limited viewpoint.
Now won't you let the powers be
Inviting someone to accept the situation as it is and relinquish control.
See she told me coldly
Her emotionally detached attitude is again highlighted.
Not to harbour a hand
Once more, she warns against relying on anyone for assistance.
But you were pretty strung out and frankly man
Acknowledging the strain we both felt, revealing vulnerability.
Well I was spent
I was exhausted, both physically and emotionally.
Well she told me coldly
Emphasizing her unwaveringly indifferent demeanor once more.
Not to harbour a hand
Reasserting her advice against seeking help from others.
But I could tell by that far-off, side-eyed glance
Yet, her distant look hinted at feelings or intentions contrary to her words.
That she had other plans
Ultimately revealing that her true intentions diverged from her advice.
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Evan Marsalli, Kelson Kuzdas, Maxwell Niemann
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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