Downtown Jesus
Luna Amara Lyrics


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It’s fortune that we play
Matches wouldn’t light
Couldn’t help no jesus
Couldn’t save no child
Not the one inside of me
And not the one inside of you
That day.
Back to my room and back inside my nest
It’s not my day today
Back to my room and back inside my nest
It’s obvious I don’t belong.

Plastic men have sold
Now all my youth is sore and old
“there’s no morning view”
These nights are empty and so are you
There’s nothing you could do
Bruised up jesus for all the shame in you.

Refr: And I feel downtown jesus growing orchids
Out of naked wounds
And I feel you and i




Trying to teach red stones how to fly.
Sec.time: selling friendshïp for an ounce of gold.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Downtown Jesus" by Luna Amara describe a sense of hopelessness and powerlessness within the singer's life. The first lines of the song suggest that the forces of chance and destiny are beyond their control: "It's fortune that we play / Matches wouldn't light." The implications of this sense of powerlessness continue throughout the rest of the song. The singer reflects on their inability to help or save others, including Jesus and children. They also feel estranged from those around them and retreat into their "nest."


The second half of the song takes on a more vehement and critical tone. The "plastic men" who have sold out and the singer's youth that is "sore and old" contrast with the "empty" and "bruised up" Jesus that is a symbol of the singer's own pain and disappointment. The singer's feelings of frustration are reinforced by the disappointing nights, empty relationships, and lessons that cannot be taught. This culminates in a chorus that suggests that there is some sort of renewal or rebirth possible. Though it is difficult to do so, the singer is trying to create something new and beautiful out of their wounds: "And I feel downtown Jesus growing orchids / Out of naked wounds / And I feel you and I / Trying to teach red stones how to fly."


Overall, "Downtown Jesus" by Luna Amara is a meditation on the frustration and disappointment that can come with feeling powerless and disconnected from the world. Despite this despair, however, there is a sense that there is always the possibility for renewal and creation.


Line by Line Meaning

It’s fortune that we play
We are just lucky to be alive and not in control of our fate


Matches wouldn’t light
Things aren't working out, we can't even get a simple match to light


Couldn’t help no jesus
We can't do anything to help Jesus, much less ourselves or others


Couldn’t save no child
We are powerless to save even the most innocent of children


Not the one inside of me
The child within ourselves can't be saved or helped either


And not the one inside of you
The same goes for the child within others


That day.
We are stuck in this reality and can't change anything


Back to my room and back inside my nest
We retreat to our safe and familiar space


It’s not my day today
We are having a rough time and everything seems to be going wrong


It’s obvious I don’t belong.
We feel like we don't fit in with society and are alone


Plastic men have sold
Fake people have taken over and corrupted society


Now all my youth is sore and old
We feel beaten down and our youthful spirit is fading


“there’s no morning view”
We can't see a bright future or any hope


These nights are empty and so are you
We feel alone and disconnected from others


There’s nothing you could do
There is nothing anyone can do to change the situation


Bruised up jesus for all the shame in you.
We are ashamed of our inability to help ourselves or others, and feel like we are betraying Jesus


Refr: And I feel downtown jesus growing orchids
Despite our despair, we see something beautiful growing in the midst of it all


Out of naked wounds
This beautiful thing is growing out of our pain and suffering


And I feel you and i
We are not alone, we feel a connection with someone else


Trying to teach red stones how to fly.
Together we are trying to do the impossible, make the impossible happen


Sec.time: selling friendshïp for an ounce of gold.
Unfortunately, some people will betray even their friends for money




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