So deep, deep without a meaning
I knew you’d find me leaving
Tell those friends with cameras for eyes
That their hands don’t make me hang
They only make me feel like breathing
Okay, I can kind of get the cameras for eyes thing – it’s a metaphor, right? – but seriously, their hands don’t make you hang? Hang what? Hang up? Hang down? Hang out? Hang ten? Hang from a noose?
Deep without a meaning, indeed…
