More songs by James Arthur
Description
Sometimes life turns into that very “train wreck” - when you stand amid the wreckage of your own decisions and try to understand how it all happened. Outside, it seems quiet, but inside there is smoke, sparks, and a voice whispering, “It's not time yet.” And in this strange twilight, hope suddenly appears - absurd, stubborn, like a sprout growing out of asphalt. It doesn't promise a magical rescue, it just lends a hand and helps you get up while the ashes are still warm.
Each line is like a breath after a scream - about how much you want to fix what's broken, erase what's been said, and put yourself back together piece by piece. Not for the sake of drama, but for the sake of life itself. Because somewhere beneath the layers of pain, beneath the “bad blood” and fatigue, your home still breathes - the inner home where you can start building again.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Laying in the silence, waiting for the sirens.
Signs, any signs I'm alive still.
I don't wanna lose it, but I'm not getting through this.
Hey, should I pray? Should I pray, yeah?
To myself? To a god? To a savior?
Who can unbreak the broken?
Unsay these spoken words? Find hope in the hopeless?
Pull me out the train wreck.
Unburn the ashes.
Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet.
Pull me out the train wreck.
Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out.
Oh. Pull me out, pull me out.
Underneath our bad blood, we've still got a sanctum.
Home, still a home, still a home, yeah.
It's not too late to build it back.
'Cause a one in a million chance is still a chance, still a chance.
And I would take those odds.
Unbreak the broken.
Unsay these spoken words. Find hope in the hopeless.
Pull me out the train wreck. Unburn the ashes.
Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet.
Pull me out the train wreck.
Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out. Oh.
Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out.
You can say what you like, don't see how I would've died for you. I,
I'm down on my knees and I need you to be my God, be my help, be a savior.
Who can unbreak the broken?
Unsay these reckless words?
Pull me out the train wreck.
Unburn the ashes.
Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet. Pull me out the train wreck.
Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out. Oh.
Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out.