Sweet Surrender
Weta Lyrics


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The days, the nights, the way, keep walking down the same line
I taste the sky, moving in the rhythm of time
It brings relief, like water on the firelight

So many places to find, on and on, on and on
Walking this tightrope and height, falling free, falling free
This drowning feeling again, over me, over me...
The night, today, this time find that I'm out of love again
Release, for now, and break these chains and sever the ties
Around, again, falling by the wayside

So many places to find, on and on, on and on
Walking this tighrope and height, falling free, falling free
This drowning feeling again, over me, over me...

We've still got a way to go
Time is time, I'll go forever
Just keep coming round again
To find the place with the perfect weather
I'm waiting in vain for you
So I can feel the sweet surrender
Back under fire again
So we can feel the flames
The flames...

So many places to find, on and on, on and on




Walking this tighrope and height, falling free, falling free
This drowning feeling again, over me, over me...

Overall Meaning

The song "Sweet Surrender" by Weta is a reflection of the familiar feeling of being stuck in the same routine without any change. The lyrics begin with acknowledging the monotonous pattern of days and nights that seem to be on repeat, but also finding solace in the predictability. The phrase "I taste the sky, moving in the rhythm of time" alludes to finding pleasure in the passage of time, and the comfort it brings. The relief felt is compared to water on a fire, symbolizing how the repetition of life can offer a sense of calmness and stability.


However, the lyrics acknowledge the contrast between the desire for familiarity and the need for change. The feeling of being "out of love again" and the need to "break these chains and sever the ties" alludes to the need to break from the routine, and the longing to explore new places. The theme of contrast is repeated throughout the lyrics, with the image of walking on a tightrope and falling freely, juxtaposing the fear and excitement of taking risks.


Despite the desire for change, the lyrics also reflect the longing for a sense of belonging and the struggle to find it. The chorus speaks of the journey of finding new places and experiences, only to return to the same pattern again and again, hoping to find the perfect "weather" and "sweet surrender" in a place where one can feel at home. The song reflects on the balance between the need for adventure and the desire for stability, and how both are necessary for a fulfilling life.


Line by Line Meaning

The days, the nights, the way, keep walking down the same line
Life seems to be following a set path that I can't deviate from, everything is monotonous and repetitive


I taste the sky, moving in the rhythm of time
Despite the routine, I experience some moments of joy and freedom that take me out of my mundane life


It brings relief, like water on the firelight
These little moments of escape from the norm, like a refreshing splash of water on a burning fire, provide much-needed relief from my daily struggles


So many places to find, on and on, on and on
There are many places to explore in life, and I feel like I'm constantly searching for something new


Walking this tightrope and height, falling free, falling free
While life may seem like a balancing act, there are moments when I feel like I'm falling free and just experiencing the present moment


This drowning feeling again, over me, over me...
However, the feeling of being overwhelmed and suffocated by my life keeps creeping back in


The night, today, this time find that I'm out of love again
I feel like I've lost that spark in my life, whether it's romantic love or just passion for life in general


Release, for now, and break these chains and sever the ties
I need to break free from whatever is holding me back and live in the moment without fear or hesitation


Around, again, falling by the wayside
Despite my attempts to break free, I keep falling back into old patterns and routines that leave me feeling unfulfilled


We've still got a way to go
Life is a journey, and despite the challenges, there is always more to experience and explore


Time is time, I'll go forever
Although time may seem to be moving too quickly, I will keep going at my own pace indefinitely


Just keep coming round again
No matter what setbacks or challenges I encounter, I will keep coming back and moving forward


To find the place with the perfect weather
I'm searching for that ideal place or moment that brings perfect harmony and balance into my life


I'm waiting in vain for you
I'm waiting for something or someone to come into my life and make everything better, despite the fact that this may not be realistic


So I can feel the sweet surrender
I want to experience that moment of complete and utter surrender to the present moment, where I can let go of all my worries and just exist


Back under fire again
Despite my attempts to live in the moment, life keeps throwing me curveballs that leave me feeling stressed and anxious


So we can feel the flames
Although these challenges may be difficult to handle, we must face them head-on and let them ignite a fire within us to keep moving forward


This drowning feeling again, over me, over me...
Despite everything, the feeling of being overwhelmed and suffocated by my life keeps creeping back in




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Mark Doherty

Went to see Weta on this reunion tour in Wellington, I think it was at the San Fran. Awesome gig and I still have the drummers sticks, bent and splintered as they were.

M JK

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It is now brother!

Gareth Price

God Weta were just the best. Miss you very much Aaron. ❤

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