Hope at Table, Talking Shop (La Solitude) Lyrics

You eat or you get eaten; you jump or you get jumped

And behind the weary curtain is a loving whore called hope

She's rambunctious as a tiger, always tearing holes in things

Leaving hearts so wide and gaping, one is useless but to sing

Sing of love or of betrayal, doesn't matter, she is there

Behind every disappointment, behind every hook and snare

She'll embrace you for a moment, then she'll turn and kill the mood

With some heinous imposition, like "I thought you understood"

But you couldn't seek to hurt her, for she's gentle as a dove

She's within the every smile of the humans that you love

She is homesick but resilient; she is cunning as she's cruel

She'll remind you of your freedom as she's spelling out her rules

One: you eat or you get eaten, two: you jump or you get jumped

The deceiver and deceived are at the table talking shop

Just as Judas turns to Jesus, hope flies off the dirty scene

Saying "good luck sorting this one, I will see you in between"

How she's loved and how she's hated, but sought after all the same

I cave in and go a-knocking when I think that I'm to blame

For the lonely things that hearts do, when there's no way to explain

Why his love has dissipated, or goes by another name

We eat and we are eaten, jointly nourished and consumed

We are patient while we're able, later selfish and then cruel

We are helpless as a newborn and then hungry as a dog

And then wounded as a nightingale who never found her song

When I find I'm at the table with my brethren, talking shop

She's the wisest one among us, yes our kind, deceitful hope

Just as she brought us together, she must tear us now apart

With our dreams and our decisions, we are brought back to the start

You eat or you get eaten, as you jump or you get jumped

And behind that scarlet curtain is a loving whore called hope

She says "I am just a human, bound to fall towards anything

Much like you my heart is gaping, I am useless but to sing"