Sun-Less
Funeral for a Friend Lyrics


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Broken hands, so sans soleil
It lights my way through these
empty streets at night.
Dragging heels, the cold air stabs me
like a needle running with this thread
Scissors cut me dead and gone
living like the blade I carry
I never thought of you
living all alone,
scissors cut me dead I never felt
like anyone could ever be
so far from home
The day begins
when the music ends its days
like these that I
wish I were somewhere else.
And I can't forget my own name




replace it with a voice
that carries on.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Funeral for a Friend's song Sun-Less paint a picture of a person who is lost and wandering aimlessly through the empty streets at night. The singer describes themselves as having "broken hands" and being "so sans soleil," which translates to being without sun. This suggests that the singer is in a dark place, both physically and mentally. As they drag their heels, the cold air stabs them, adding to their sense of pain and isolation. They carry a blade, which they describe as living like them, suggesting that they feel like they are constantly cutting themselves and causing their own pain.


The lyrics also hint at a sense of longing for home and for something to ground them. The singer mentions that they never thought of someone else living alone, which could mean that they themselves feel alone and isolated, and they are projecting that onto others. They feel like they are far from home and are struggling to find their way back. The day begins when the music ends, suggesting that music is a form of escape for the singer.


Overall, the lyrics to Sun-Less are a poignant exploration of loneliness, isolation, and self-harm. The singer is struggling to find their way in the world and feels lost and disconnected from everything around them. However, the song also hints at a sense of hope, as the singer is able to replace their own name with a voice that carries on. This suggests that even in the darkest moments, there is always a way to push through and find something to hold onto.


Line by Line Meaning

Broken hands, so sans soleil
My hands are broken and useless against the brightness of the sun that's missing, but it doesn't matter because the darkness of the night guides me.


It lights my way through these empty streets at night.
The absence of the sun lets me navigate these lonely streets in the darkness.


Dragging heels, the cold air stabs me like a needle running with this thread
Moving slowly, the frigid air pierces me like a sharp needle and I can feel it pulling with each step I take.


Scissors cut me dead and gone living like the blade I carry
The scissors cut me until I'm dead and gone, and it feels like I'm living with the same sharpness as the blade I carry with me.


I never thought of you living all alone, scissors cut me dead I never felt like anyone could ever be so far from home
I never imagined that you'd be living all alone, and the thought of it cuts me deeply. I never felt like anyone could be so far away from home.


The day begins when the music ends its days
When the music stops playing, it feels like the day has just begun and I'm reminded of the passage of time.


Like these that I wish I were somewhere else.
During moments like these, I wish I could be anywhere else but here.


And I can't forget my own name replace it with a voice that carries on.
I can't remember my own identity, and instead, I hear a voice that carries on without me.




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