LOB signed with StayPosi records in 2012 and released a new single, "Michigan Song" that can be downloaded for free here: http://lightsoverbridgeport.bandcamp.com/track/michigan-song.
The band recorded a new EP in 2013 entitled "Prayers & Eulogies", available via all online digital retailers and via http://lightsoverbridgeport.bandcamp.com. The Prayers & Eulogies EP was produced and recorded by Nick Diener (The Swellers) and Mark Michalik (Into It. Over It., Fireworks) and mastered by Kim Rosen (Dashboard Confessional, Jeremy Enigk).
Restless
Lights Over Bridgeport Lyrics
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on my last eulogies and prayers now
i'm trying to forget my thinking
just you and i, my shallow breathing now
that weight that i'm never without
alone with my doubts
these old ghosts that haunt me are rattling their chains
i block outside contact, no making amends
the truth is i could use a friend
maybe inside i'm still that kid in his headphones sometimes
running to hide like that kid in his headphones just longing to find a way home
these old ghosts that haunt me are rattling their chains
in rhythm and time with my pain
the noise sometimes broken by melodies shared
and maybe you're listening somewhere
The lyrics of Lights Over Bridgeport's song Restless describes the feelings of someone who is at their wit's end. The singer is exhausted, having exhausted all their resources, including their prayers and their eulogies. They are trying to forget their thoughts and focus on the shallow breathing that they share with someone they love. The weight that they carry is always there, along with their doubts, and they are constantly being haunted by ghosts from their past.
The ghosts that haunt the singer in this song are metaphorical beings that represent the regrets and mistakes of their past. They are always making their presence known, rattling their chains in time with the pain that the singer feels. The singer is trying to block out contact with the outside world, unwilling to make amends for their past mistakes. They admit that they could use a friend, but they are too deep in their despair to reach out.
The singer recalls a time when they were just a kid with headphones on, running away from the world. They longed to find a way home and to be safe. The ghosts from their past are still there, and they are still trying to escape. However, the singer acknowledges that sometimes, they are able to find solace in the music that they share with someone else. Maybe that person is listening to the same song, and they are able to understand how the singer is feeling.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm worn down to my last few layers
I am exhausted and nearly stripped of all defenses
on my last eulogies and prayers now
I have given everything I have to give, and now I am at a loss
i'm trying to forget my thinking
I am attempting to escape the endless cycles of negative thoughts that consume me
just you and i, my shallow breathing now
In this moment, there is only you and me, and my breaths are quick and shallow with anticipation
that weight that i'm never without
The constant burden that I carry with me everywhere I go
alone with my doubts
I am left to grapple with my insecurities and uncertainties by myself
these old ghosts that haunt me are rattling their chains
The memories and regrets of my past are ever-present and torment me
in rhythm and time with my pain
These ghosts seem to mock me as they tap out their music alongside my suffering
i block outside contact, no making amends
I shut myself off from the world and refuse to seek the forgiveness or connection that I need
the truth is i could use a friend
Despite my efforts to push everyone away, deep down I am crying out for a companion to help me bear my burden
maybe inside i'm still that kid in his headphones sometimes
At times, I feel like I am still that young, naive boy desperate for an escape
running to hide like that kid in his headphones just longing to find a way home
Just like that boy, I am still looking for a place to belong and feel safe
the noise sometimes broken by melodies shared
Occasionally, the cacophony of my painful memories is interrupted by a shared moment of music or connection
and maybe you're listening somewhere
In that moment, I hold on to the hope that someone out there is willing to hear and understand me
Contributed by Ian J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.