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Spiritual Guide!
Luke Lalonde Lyrics
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The symphony of silence
Humanity becomes a bore
A symptom of a plague
A chore
Suspended on a wire, in a hurricane
And
High above the same fire
Happiness and peace, my balance rod
The arbiter is the storm
Love is the eye, so warm
Some have the nerve to call it god
And in the same breath
The force of coriolis
What's left, what's right, and who can tell?
The fault line splits
Through the mantle, lava pits
Some have the nerve to call it hell
But it's
Not my spiritual guide
No it's
Not my spiritual guide
Oh no it's
Not my spiritual guide
What do you do with the mad you feel?
Do you store it up until
It bursts out, purging like the rain?
Do you do the same with love?
Pour it out in buckets of
Trust
Lust
Over rusty pain
I get it wrong too
I gravitate to panic Fear
Half empty bottles
Waste
But I know in my heart
These two sides shall never part
Some have the nerve to call it faith
But it's
Not my spiritual guide
No it's
Not my spiritual guide
Oh no it's
Not my spiritual guide
The tenderness, the violence
The symphony of silence
Humanity becomes a bore
A symptom of a plague
A chore
Suspended on a wire, in a hurricane
But it's
Not my spiritual guide
No it's
Not my spiritual guide
Oh no it's
Not my spirit-spear-ritual guide
The lyrics of Luke Lalonde's song "Spiritual Guide" explore the complexities of human existence and the search for meaning and guidance in a tumultuous world. Lalonde juxtaposes tenderness and violence, highlighting the duality that exists within humanity. The "symphony of silence" suggests that there is depth and significance in the moments of quiet introspection.
The song suggests that humanity, in its current state, has become monotonous and burdensome, symbolized by a plague and a chore. Lalonde captures the feeling of being precariously suspended on a wire in a hurricane, representing the fragility and chaos of life.
Lalonde then goes on to reflect on his own perspective and approach to finding happiness and peace. He sees them as being balanced on a wire, with love serving as the warm and comforting eye of the storm. He criticizes those who simply define this balance as "god," implying that it is a reductionist way of understanding the complexity of human experience.
In the following verse, Lalonde contemplates the force of coriolis, which represents the natural tendency for things to curve or diverge. He questions the notions of right and wrong and the difficulty of making clear distinctions. The fault line and lava pits represent the depths of despair and suffering, which some describe as hell. However, Lalonde rejects the idea that these external forces are his spiritual guide or ultimate answers.
The chorus repeats the phrase "Not my spiritual guide," emphasizing Lalonde's rejection of conventional forms of spiritual or religious guidance. He questions what to do with the intensities of emotions, like anger and love, suggesting that they can be both purging and destructive, pouring out like rain. Lalonde admits that he too makes mistakes and falls into panic and fear, seeking solace in empty bottles. However, he recognizes that these dual sides, light and dark, faith and doubt, are intrinsic to the human experience and should not be simplified.
Ultimately, "Spiritual Guide" encourages a deeper introspection and a rejection of external authorities in the search for personal meaning and understanding.
Line by Line Meaning
The tenderness, the violence
The contrasting emotions of gentleness and aggression
The symphony of silence
The harmonious yet overwhelming silence
Humanity becomes a bore
People lose their fascination and interest
A symptom of a plague
An indication of a widespread negative influence
A chore
Something that is tedious and obligatory
Suspended on a wire, in a hurricane
Feeling fragile and vulnerable in the midst of chaos
I walk the same wire
Navigating through life's challenges and risks
High above the same fire
Above the intense passions and conflicts
Happiness and peace, my balance rod
Finding stability and equilibrium through joy and tranquility
The arbiter is the storm
The decisive factor is the tumultuous situation
Love is the eye, so warm
Love provides warmth and clarity in the chaos
Some have the nerve to call it god
Certain individuals label it as a divine entity
And in the same breath
Continuing the previous thought
The force of coriolis
The influence of external factors on direction and perspective
What's left, what's right, and who can tell?
Uncertainty about distinctions and judgments
The fault line splits
Divisions emerge in society
Through the mantle, lava pits
Experiencing turbulent and destructive situations
Some have the nerve to call it hell
Certain individuals refer to it as a place of suffering
But it's not my spiritual guide
Rejecting the notion that it provides spiritual guidance
What do you do with the mad you feel?
How do you cope with intense anger or frustration?
Do you store it up until
Do you accumulate it
It bursts out, purging like the rain?
Releasing it abruptly and cleansing oneself
Do you do the same with love?
Do you hold back and suppress love as well?
Pour it out in buckets of
Expressing love abundantly
Trust
Having faith and confidence
Lust
Passionate desire or craving
Over rusty pain
Despite past hurt and suffering
I get it wrong too
Acknowledging personal mistakes and flaws
I gravitate to panic Fear
Being drawn towards anxiousness and apprehension
Half empty bottles
Symbolizing unfulfilled or incomplete experiences
Waste
The loss or misuse of opportunities
But I know in my heart
Having deep inner conviction
These two sides shall never part
The conflicting aspects will always coexist
Some have the nerve to call it faith
Certain individuals define it as belief or trust
Oh no it's not my spiritual guide
Reiterating the rejection of it as a spiritual guide
Not my spirit-spear-ritual guide
Emphasizing that it does not lead one's spiritual journey
Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED
Written by: Luke Michael Charles Lalonde
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