Out of (This) Place

Luke Walton · Heart in Hand · 2008 · From Heart in Hand

Trapped behind glass in the flash and noise: please help me get out of this place, deeper than this empty space.

Track two on Heart in Hand (2008). Out of (This) Place, not the EP title; the EP is Heart in Hand.

Scene-setting verse: LA flash, souls sold to be a small part of the whole. The refrain is rescue from enclosure: behind this glass: toward somewhere deeper than this empty space. Bridge names the social trap: so-called friends, hurt traded as habit, we trade hate for love ‘cause we’re afraid of the world outside of this place.

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Words and music by Luke Walton.

Lyrics

Standin' still in the midst of all the flashin' lights,
Watchin' what I coulda been make tracks into the night.
Hear the noise comin' from the people who sold their souls,
To be a small part of the whole.

Please can you help me get out of this place?
Gotta find somewhere deeper than this empty space.
I need you to help me from behind this glass,
And get me out of this place at last.

Holdin' on to the bit of me that's standin' tall,
Tryin' not to even stop to hear the siren's call.
But it's hard to keep my head up when my thoughts weigh me down,
Hard to fly when I'm barely above ground.

Please can you help me get out of this place?
Gotta find somewhere deeper than this empty space.
I need you to help me from behind this glass,
And get me out of this place at last.

Lost in a sea of fear encircled by my so-called friends,
Through the noise, I hear the hurt throw words and it starts again.
We trade hate for love, 'cause we're afraid of,
The world outside of this place.