Orphans
TheGaslightAnthem Lyrics

Goodbye circus wheel
Saying goodbye to the ups and downs and constant changes of life.

May you rest along the sea
Wishing that the past is now a peaceful memory.

I have given you the fire of my youth
Putting all of one's passion and energy into that part of their life.

And the triumph o're my enemies
While facing adversity, one still overcomes the challenges and becomes stronger because of it.

Goodbye fair weather home, and your faithless factories
Leaving the superficial and temporary comforts of home for something more meaningful.

I have given you the blood and the truth
Sacrificing everything, even one's own well-being, to achieve success.

From the wounds they laid onto me
The scars of past struggles that never fully heal.

And whatever they left, well, I kept it for my own heart
Holding on to the lessons learned and being grateful for the growth they brought.

And the lonesome all understand
Only those who have experienced true loneliness can fully grasp it.

With the choirs in my head
The inner turmoil and confusion that comes with loneliness.

And we were orphans before
Even before the people we thought would always be there for us left, we were still alone.

We were ever the sons of regret
Haunted by the past and the things that cannot be undone.

My baby
Referring to a loved one who may understand the struggles being faced.

And on and on and on
The endless cycle of pain and struggle.

The alphabet boys carry on
Life goes on, regardless of the challenges faced.

Now I'm trying to keep it straight
Struggling to find a sense of direction or purpose in life.

Learning all the streets and the alleyways
Navigating through all of life's obstacles.

And learning where they lead
Trying to make sense of the path that life has taken.

Now that I'm left alone here to drive
Feeling isolated while trying to take control of one's life.

But it's so hard to stand on your own
Acknowledge how difficult it is to find one's own way in the world.

Against mirror of glass, hard and cold
Facing oneself and the harsh realities of life with nowhere to hide.

But the clothes I wore
The aspects of oneself that used to define them no longer matter.

Just don't fit my soul anymore
Feeling like they have changed too much for their old self to be relevant.

When we were young
Reminiscing on the naivete and innocence of youth.

We were diamond Sinatras
The potential to be anything and everything, just like a precious diamond.

Like something I saw in a dream
The memories are distant, like they never truly happened.

We kept our secrets in rooms
The private thoughts that kept them going through tough times.

Locked up tight like a tomb
Hiding those intimate and vulnerable aspects of oneself from the world.

Where the ballerinas lay
A metaphor for the beauty and fragility of life.