Blood
Santos Santana Lyrics

Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance
The singer sees grand symbols of an ideal love.

But I got worried
The singer has concerns.

You didn't mind that did you
The singer questions if their concern was disregarded.

Okay
Acknowledgement of previous statement.

Well get over here then
The artist invites someone closer.

Really
Expressing surprise.

Oh you should have told me
The singer expresses the idea that the other person should have told them something.

I guess it's mutual
The artist acknowledges a shared feeling.

Can you wash me in Blood
The artist is asking for a rebirth.

I had enough
The artist has had all they can handle.

It's not what I want
The singer doesn't want what they're experiencing.

Now the moment is gone
The good time is over.

And you are on your own
The singer has moved on.

Can you wash me in blood Wash me blood
Reiterating the request for a fresh start.

I had enough
The singer is fed up with things as they are.

The moment is gone
Time moves on.

And you are on your own
The artist has left the situation.

Before high piled books in charact'ry
The singer reflects on old books and the importance of knowledge.

Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain
The singer sees the knowledge stored in books as a bountiful harvest.

When I behold upon the night's starr'd face
The artist gazes at the stars at night.

Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance
The stars symbolize a grand love in the artist's mind.

And think that I may never live to trace
The artist fears they may never find that love.

Their shadows with the magic hand of chance
The singer wishes for the chance to make it a reality.

And when I feel fair creature of an hour
The artist reflects on the fleeting nature of love.

That I shall never look upon thee more
The singer may never see their love again.

Never have relish in the faery power
The singer may never find that magical love like in fairy tales.

Of unreflecting love then on the shore
The singer ponders this on the beach.

Of the wide world I stand alone and think
The artist is alone with their thoughts.

Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink
The artist recognizes the fleeting nature of love and fame.