"Haunt", sebuah mahakarya dari Bastille, memikat pendengar dengan balada merenung yang mengeksplorasi tema-tema nostalgia, penyesalan, dan kompleksitas hubungan manusia. Liriknya yang puitis menjalin kisah tentang reuni yang pahit-manis, di mana kenangan masa lalu menghantui dan pikiran masa depan memunculkan pertanyaan tentang nasib. Melodi yang syahdu dan vokal yang penuh perasaan semakin memperkuat emosi yang mendalam yang disampaikan oleh lagu ini.
Haunt Lyrics
Bastille
We'll make our agreements,
About when to meet,
And I'll leave you in the doorway,
The cold evening aches,
As it leaves in its wake,
All the memories left by the day,
And I'm questioning why,
As you look to the sky,
That it's cloudless up above our heads,
And thoughts come to mind,
that our short little lives,
Haven't left the path that they will tread,
They will tread
I come back to haunt you,
Memories will taunt you,
And I will try to love you,
It's not like I'm above you,
The wisdom we learn as our minds,
They do burn'll,
Entice the naivety in youth,
As adults will grow and maturity shows,
The terrifying rarity of truth,
As you turn to your mind,
And your thoughts they rewind,
To old happenings and things that are done,
You can't find what's passed,
Make that happiness last,
Seeing from those eyes what you become,
Well you become
I come back to haunt you,
Memories will taunt you,
And I will try to love you,
It's not like I'm above you,
I will see you there,
See you there,
See you there,
I'll come back to haunt,
Memories will taunt you,
And I will try to love you,
It's not like I'm above you
About when to meet,
And I'll leave you in the doorway,
The cold evening aches,
As it leaves in its wake,
All the memories left by the day,
And I'm questioning why,
As you look to the sky,
That it's cloudless up above our heads,
And thoughts come to mind,
that our short little lives,
Haven't left the path that they will tread,
They will tread
I come back to haunt you,
Memories will taunt you,
And I will try to love you,
It's not like I'm above you,
The wisdom we learn as our minds,
They do burn'll,
Entice the naivety in youth,
As adults will grow and maturity shows,
The terrifying rarity of truth,
As you turn to your mind,
And your thoughts they rewind,
To old happenings and things that are done,
You can't find what's passed,
Make that happiness last,
Seeing from those eyes what you become,
Well you become
I come back to haunt you,
Memories will taunt you,
And I will try to love you,
It's not like I'm above you,
I will see you there,
See you there,
See you there,
I'll come back to haunt,
Memories will taunt you,
And I will try to love you,
It's not like I'm above you