Between the Clock and the Bed
Manic Street Preachers Lyrics


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I'm well aware of happiness
And what it takes to get to it
But the simple struggle of survival
Transforms itself into betrayal

Between the clock and the bed, there's only space and hell
Waiting for the transportation
Between the clock and the bed, shapes move inside my head
Colliding with shared desperation

Yes, I'm as guilty as the rest
A man of little consequence
Unable of forgiving himself
Still building the bypass in my head

Between the clock and the bed, there's only space and hell
Looking for my intervention
Between the clock and the bed, shapes move inside my head
We've all felt the implications

Hatred and failure go perfectly together
Like the quick and the sand, beautiful and damned
I live through these moments again and again
Repeated images of enemies and friends

Hatred and failure go perfectly together
Like the quick and the sand, beautiful and damned




I live through these moments again and again
Repeated images of enemies and friends

Overall Meaning

The song "Between the Clock and the Bed" by Manic Street Preachers is a haunting and melancholic exploration of the struggles of life and survival in the face of betrayal, guilt, and desperation. The first verse acknowledges the existence of happiness and the efforts required to attain it, but then notes how the fight for mere survival can lead to feelings of betrayal. The title of the song itself alludes to the space between one's daily routine and their final resting place, highlighting the sense of uncertainty and foreboding that permeates the entire song.


The second verse delves further into the singer's personal struggles, as the space between the clock and the bed becomes a symbol for the inner turmoil and confusion that plagues them. The repetition of the line "Between the clock and the bed, shapes move inside my head" creates a sense of claustrophobia and tension, as the singer struggles to make sense of their thoughts and emotions. The third verse introduces the idea that the singer feels guilty and insignificant, unable to forgive themselves for their failures and mistakes.


The final chorus brings together the themes of hatred, failure, and repetition that have been running throughout the song, emphasizing how these negative emotions and experiences seem to feed into each other, creating an endless cycle of pain and despair. Overall, "Between the Clock and the Bed" is a poignant and introspective track that explores the darker aspects of the human experience.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm well aware of happiness
I understand what it means to be truly happy


And what it takes to get to it
I know the things I need to do to achieve happiness


But the simple struggle of survival
However, the basic need to survive can make things difficult


Transforms itself into betrayal
This struggle can lead to acts of betrayal


Between the clock and the bed, there's only space and hell
The time between sleep and wakefulness can feel like a lonely, hopeless abyss


Waiting for the transportation
Waiting for something to take us away from this difficult reality


Between the clock and the bed, shapes move inside my head
Thoughts and emotions swirl around during this vulnerable time


Colliding with shared desperation
These thoughts and emotions collide with the despair and desperation we all feel at times


Yes, I'm as guilty as the rest
I am not exempt from the human condition of making mistakes and feeling guilty


A man of little consequence
I often feel like I am not important or significant


Unable of forgiving himself
I struggle to forgive myself for past mistakes


Still building the bypass in my head
I am constantly trying to find a way around my problems and thoughts


Looking for my intervention
Hoping to find a way to intervene and change my situation


We've all felt the implications
We have all experienced the consequences of our actions and struggles


Hatred and failure go perfectly together
When we fail, it can lead to feelings of resentment and anger


Like the quick and the sand, beautiful and damned
Our lives can be both fleeting and precious, yet ultimately doomed


I live through these moments again and again
These struggles and emotions repeat themselves endlessly


Repeated images of enemies and friends
The same people and situations continue to haunt and comfort us




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