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Sep 12th 2020!⃝Obviously, this is a personal interpretation so if you can’t relate that’s fine. My brother passed away, via suicide and to me this song is how a man who can’t express his feelings deals with that sorrow.
“Yeah how long must you wait for it?
Yeah how long must you pay for it?
Yeah how long must you wait for it?
Oh for it”
How long and I waiting for death? How long am I waiting before I can see my brother again? How long may I pay for my sins in f neglecting my brother? He took his own life because I wasn’t there for him, neglected. I was insufficient to safeguard him. How long must I pay for my transgressions?
“I was scared, I was scared
Tired and under prepared
But I wait for it
If you go, if you go
Leave me down here on my own
Then I'll wait for you (yeah)”
I am scared, of life without him, my responsibility as an uncle and surviving son. I am tired and underprepared, because who can prepare for this? I have been left here all on my own, and I’ll wait for you (via my own death so I can see you again)
Then the chorus again, how long must I wait for my death? How long must I pay for my sins of neglecting you? How long should I pay for my sins brother? Until my death? I am scared. The invincibility or youth stripped away by the enormity of the situation. Forever condemned to safeguarding your friends despite my overwhelming desire to join you.
“Sing it, please, please, please
Come back and sing to me, to me, me
Come on and sing it out, now, now
Come on and sing it out, to me, me
Come back and sing it“
My heart screams out, it sings, with the power of those left behind. What shall I do? Come back to me and sing to me, what shall I do for you brother? Tell me please, I beg of you, I wait for my release from this world.
“ In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
And I was lost, oh yeah, oh yeah”
I am lost, until my penance on this Earth is done and I can rejoin you brother. My heart breaks everyday and nothing can heal it.
I WAS scared; I was tired, I was underprepared.
But how long must I wait to see you again?
How much I pay for it Brother? How long must I pay for it? Everyday I wish I could make it up to you. Please, please; come and and sing it out, now.
