Starship
Turin Breaks Lyrics
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Guided by the stars
Given the chance I would leave this place
On a rocket ship for mars
Take away your room back
And your cowboy lies
My refil bottle of sky
Like a Sunday massacre
Stop me for I die
The song "Starship" by Turin Breaks is a melancholic and introspective piece that invites the listener to imagine escaping their current reality and starting anew. The first two lines "Starship myself to an island paradise, Guided by the stars" set the tone for the entire song, as the singer yearns for a better life away from their current surroundings. The following lines "Given the chance, I would leave this place, On a rocket ship for mars" emphasize the desire to escape so strongly, that the singer would even consider leaving the planet if given the opportunity.
The next verse "Take away your room back and your cowboy lies, My refill bottle of sky" could possibly refer to the singer giving up on a relationship they previously had. They're looking for a clean break from the other person's lies and are taking back their own space. The line "My refill bottle of sky" could refer to an escape to nature, a place where the singer could clear their mind and restart fresh. The last two lines "‘Cause I'm sick and I'm twisted, Like a Sunday massacre, Stop me for I die" are a cry for help, the singer feels like they're drowning in their thoughts and emotions, and they are looking for someone to reach out to before it's too late.
Line by Line Meaning
Starship myself to an island paradise
I dream of escaping the dreariness of reality and creating my own idyllic world.
Guided by the stars
My intuition and convictions direct my decisions.
Given the chance I would leave this place
If offered an opportunity to leave everything behind, I would take it without hesitation.
On a rocket ship for mars
I prefer to venture into the unknown, to a place where nobody else is, where I can forge my adventure.
Take away your room back
I am independent of your negative influence on my life.
And your cowboy lies
I do not fall for the false images and macho bravado that you project.
My refil bottle of sky
The vessel that holds my potential and creativity is limitless.
'Cos I'm sick and I'm twisted
I am damaged, and my thoughts can often wander to dark places.
Like a Sunday massacre
I am full of contradictions, of light and dark, which can be overwhelming.
Stop me for I die
I recognize my own destructive tendencies and wish to be saved before it's too late.
Contributed by Sebastian W. Suggest a correction in the comments below.