From Here
Gypsy Kyss Lyrics


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The shimmering on the water leaves the outline of a stranger
A silhouette of anger and disgust
His words are cold as ice with syllables of isolation
Defining his own hatred and disgust
You can see the edge of his words From Here
You can see the edge of the world From Here
A veteran of living, he's no babe in the woods
He's learned to walk; He's learned to fall down
He'll lend a hand to no one
In fear of a two-faced con man with a contract on the run
Some say he belongs to the wind
He starts where the end begins




He won't fight for love; He threw it all away
It's just a dangerous game he's learned not to play

Overall Meaning

In Gypsy Kyss's song "From Here," the lyrics depict a stranger who is filled with anger and disgust. The shimmering waters provide a silhouette of this stranger who isolates himself with his own hatred and loathing. The anger in his voice comes across in his cold and isolated syllables. From a distance, we can see the edge of his words and the edge of the world, which suggests that he is someone who exists on the fringes of society.


Despite being a veteran at living, this stranger refuses to lend a hand to anyone, perhaps because he fears betrayal by a two-faced con man with a contract on the run. He is a man who has learned to walk but has also learned to fall down. Some say he belongs to the wind, as if he is just a shadow that is not always present but is never too far from sight. It seems he is someone who has given up on love and does not believe in fighting for it. Perhaps he has been hurt too many times and has learned that it is just a dangerous game not worth playing.


Line by Line Meaning

The shimmering on the water leaves the outline of a stranger
The reflection on the water shows the shape of someone unfamiliar


A silhouette of anger and disgust
The figure is filled with rage and hatred


His words are cold as ice with syllables of isolation
His speech is filled with aloofness and loneliness


Defining his own hatred and disgust
He has come to terms with his own bitterness and loathing


You can see the edge of his words From Here
Even from afar, you can sense the harshness of his language


You can see the edge of the world From Here
It feels like the end of the world is near


A veteran of living, he's no babe in the woods
He's experienced and jaded


He's learned to walk; He's learned to fall down
He's picked himself up after failure


He'll lend a hand to no one
He's unwilling to help others


In fear of a two-faced con man with a contract on the run
He's afraid of being deceived by a deceitful person on the move


Some say he belongs to the wind
There are rumors that he has no fixed abode


He starts where the end begins
His beginning is where others' endings occur


He won't fight for love; He threw it all away
He doesn't want to put effort into love and has given up on it


It's just a dangerous game he's learned not to play
He knows love is risky and chooses to avoid it




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Comments from YouTube:

Harry Pe

A really great song from a classic album. Thank you Michael Dickes. We had an interview in Mannheim in 1988 or 1989. A very thoughtful man.

pemart1

Ve třech udělat takovou muziku? Dobře!!! Táta mi je představil, a to, když zpívá......děkuju........a jsou prostě dobří.....

69weekendwarrior

alltime faves!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! a pefect mixture of metal and poetry! no pathetic or fantasy "I raise the hammer" shit... cheers!

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