Song For My Father
The Angels of Light Lyrics


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When the warm wind blows
Through the corridors and tiled walls.
There you are,
The mad guardian of your empty room.
Your memories were tortured
By the scent of ocean through the halls -
And where was I,
The one that you loved best?

Now show me how
To hold the knife that cuts the page,
To crucify the weakness,
And the guilt I use for faking strength.
Now I remember,
I crawled naked across the broken stage.
And there was I,
The child that brought us shame.

So walk across
The blood red ocean,
Stand above
The broken glass and concrete towers.
An here I sleep,
Some guardian of my empty room.
Now I've become the child
That neither of us knew.

(Jetzt kannst du schlafen, jetzt kannst du immer ruhig träumen.)

Thank god you never knew,
The things that I've done.




Thank god you never saw,
The person I've become.

Overall Meaning

The Angels of Light's song "Song for My Father" is a powerful examination of self-reflection, guilt, and redemption. Through the lens of a son looking back on his relationship with his father, the song delves into themes of emotional trauma, the struggle to reconcile one's past mistakes with one's present self, and the ways in which we try to escape or overcome our traumas.


The opening lines of the song, "When the warm wind blows / Through the corridors and tiled walls. / There you are, / The mad guardian of your empty room," suggest a sense of isolation and loneliness. The singer's father is portrayed as being trapped within his own memories, unable to escape the pain of his past. Despite this, the son still feels a sense of guilt and longing for his father's affection, wondering "where was I, / The one that you loved best?" This sense of longing is mirrored in the second verse, where the son reflects on his own past mistakes and struggles, asking his father to "show me how / To hold the knife that cuts the page, / To crucify the weakness, / And the guilt I use for faking strength." Ultimately, the son acknowledges that he has become the "child that neither of us knew," struggling with the weight of his past and the need for forgiveness.


Overall, "Song for My Father" offers a raw and emotional exploration of the complicated relationships between parents and children, and the ways in which we try to overcome our past traumas.


Line by Line Meaning

When the warm wind blows
At times when the breeze is calm and pleasant


Through the corridors and tiled walls.
Moving through the paths and hard surfaces


There you are,
There, within view or imagination,


The mad guardian of your empty room.
The crazy protector of your vacant dwelling


Your memories were tortured
Your recollections were tormented


By the scent of ocean through the halls -
Due to the smell of the sea across the passages


And where was I,
And where was I located


The one that you loved best?
The person whom you adored the most?


Now show me how
Now teach me how


To hold the knife that cuts the page,
To grip the blade that slices the paper


To crucify the weakness,
To put an end to the vulnerability


And the guilt I use for faking strength.
And the remorse that I use to pretend sturdy


Now I remember,
Now I recollect


I crawled naked across the broken stage.
I moved across a ruined platform while exposed


And there was I,
And I was present there


The child that brought us shame.
The offspring that caused us embarrassment


So walk across
So move upon


The blood red ocean,
The scarlet-colored sea


Stand above
Position yourself atop


The broken glass and concrete towers.
The shattered glass and cement structures


An here I sleep,
And here I slumber


Some guardian of my empty room.
A certain protector of my vacuous chamber


Now I've become the child
Now I've transformed into the offspring


That neither of us knew.
That neither of us had knowledge of.


Thank god you never knew,
Thankfully you never came to know


The things that I've done.
The acts that I've committed.


Thank god you never saw,
Thankfully you never perceived


The person I've become.
The individual that I've developed into.




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