The story behind this song
Her watch said she was in there four minutes. She knew that wasn't true.
The entrance to the Tunnel of Love is painted with hearts. The hearts peel back. The cold has no source. And something at the far end of the dark looks too much like her.
This is the track where time stops working correctly. She knew something was wrong before she stepped inside. Her feet kept moving anyway. The walls were red and gold, then they were something else. She counted seventeen steps. The numbers came back wrong. The tunnel doesn't have an end — the tunnel only has a —
What to Expect. A whiskey-soaked Southern Gothic blues wail that fractures as the tunnel deepens A slow-dragging swamp groove anchored by tambourine and plodding floor toms An acoustic intro that explodes into a wall of fuzz at the climax A bridge that drops to silence and one sustained note — the moment time breaks
The Story So Far: She turned off the highway. She heard the barker. She walked the midway, saw the exhibits, saw the scale of it from the wheel, found the man in the dark behind the last tent. Now she's inside the Tunnel of Love. She knew before she stepped in. She stepped in anyway.
This is Track 8. Time isn't behaving.
How long do you think she was really in there?