More songs by PawPaw Rod
Description
Time seems to be stuck on repeat - either sleep won't let go, or reality is playing in slow motion. Faces flash by and disappear, while thoughts try to piece together an entire life into a single pattern, where there are always a couple of lines missing. Music is like a soft, frosty mist: at first it tickles the skin, then it envelops you in warmth. And even though everything around is rushing by at breakneck speed, there is a little pause here to catch your breath.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Hello
Has hell frozen over?
Hello
Am I still sleepin'?
Hello
Can time slow down for five minutes?
Hello
The babies need teachin', ay
No tellin' where we may end up
I lay here tryna plan my whole life
Talk box be tellin' me so much
I can't keep up with the fuss sometimes
Safe spaces, ay
Getaways, yeah
Warm faces, sometimes takes the pain away, yeah
Safe spaces, ay
Getaways, ay
Warm faces, sometimes takes the pain away, yeah
In this space I'll cultivate, ay
Give a reason to the room
Something like a great escape, ay
We can go to the moon
Make this your home
You own it, give it your touch
Get going, crazy as it is
In spite of this shit, that makes us all tick
The house will stay lit, for us to hold space in, yeah
Safe spaces, ay
Getaways, yeah
Warm faces, sometimes takes the pain away, uh, yeah
Safe spaces, ay
Getaways, warm faces
Warm faces, sometimes takes the pain away, yeah
(Takes the pain away)
English translation
Hello
Has hell frozen over?
Hello
Am I still sleepin'?
Hello
Can time slow down for five minutes?
Hello
The babies need teachin', ay
No tellin' where we may end up
I lay here tryna plan my whole life
Talk box be tellin' me so much
I can't keep up with the fuss sometimes
Safe spaces, ay
Getaways, yeah
Warm faces, sometimes takes the pain away, yeah
Safe spaces, ay
Getaways, ay
Warm faces, sometimes takes the pain away, yeah
In this space I'll cultivate, ay
Give a reason to the room
Something like a great escape, ay
We can go to the moon
Make this your home
You own it, give it your touch
Get going, crazy as it is
In spite of this shit, that makes us all tick
The house will stay lit, for us to hold space in, yeah
Safe spaces, ay
Getaways, yeah
Warm faces, sometimes takes the pain away, uh, yeah
Safe spaces, ay
Getaways, warm faces
Warm faces, sometimes takes the pain away, yeah
(Takes the pain away)