Eremite
Pink Turns Blue Lyrics


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Man hold's the fate of this world
In his two hands
But I'm... I'm just talking
That's why... That is why
Why I got into the habit of babbling to myself
Am I... Am I?

I foresaw something like this
But this is worse than anything I
Thought of... serves me right
The poor little boy's quite beside himself
My life's no more
Than the life of a cockroach...

How I hate... what?
My ideas require it... for their fulfilment
I'm the follower... hesitating
And losing the thread




Is that the way... I could hide
My soul?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Pink Turns Blue's song "Eremite" depict the emotional turmoil of a person who feels insignificant in a world controlled by a few individuals. The first verse suggests the power dynamic between humans, where the destiny of the world lies in the hands of a few while the singer is reduced to mere babbling. The second verse paints a picture of despair by the use of stark imagery of a cockroach and the loss of identity. The singer's internal struggle is evident through the questions raised, for instance, "Am I?" which can be interpreted as a search for meaning amidst chaos. The lyrics also touch upon themes of isolation and the fear of losing oneself in the crowd.


The chorus of the song is particularly haunting, with the repetition of the phrase "hold me," which creates a sense of desperation and longing for comfort. The lyrics seem to convey a sense of hopelessness, as if the singer has given up on trying to understand the world around them. The use of the term "eremite," which means a hermit or a recluse, further emphasizes the isolation and solitary nature of the singer's existence.


Line by Line Meaning

Man hold's the fate of this world
Human beings are responsible for the destiny of the world.


In his two hands
They hold the world's fate with their own capabilities.


But I'm... I'm just talking
I am not taking any real action.


That's why... That is why
And because of that, I am not making any difference.


Why I got into the habit of babbling to myself
That is why I started to talk to myself frequently.


Am I... Am I?
I am questioning myself if I can make any difference or not.


I foresaw something like this
I have predicted something like this would happen.


But this is worse than anything I
However, the situation is more severe than my past predictions.


Thought of... serves me right
It is my fault that I made inaccurate assumptions.


The poor little boy's quite beside himself
As a result, I am distressed like a helpless child.


My life's no more
My life has become insignificant.


Than the life of a cockroach...
Like the life of a small insect, my life has become worthless in my eyes.


How I hate... what?
I have strong emotions of hatred, but I am not sure what is the object of my hatred.


My ideas require it... for their fulfilment
I realize that my ideas need hatred and negativity to become a reality.


I'm the follower... hesitating
I am not the leader, but a hesitant follower.


And losing the thread
I am losing focus on what really matters.


Is that the way... I could hide
Perhaps by doing so, I am trying to conceal my true self, my soul.




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