Swandering
Echoes of Forgotten Loves: 4 Star View's Swandering Chronicles
Lyrics
On your dresser there’s a mirror lined with pictures
There is a mirror on your dresser adorned with pictures.
Of past lives long ago
These pictures represent past lives from a distant time.
A deep freeze of memories and decrees
A collection of memories and authoritative commands frozen in time.
Of loves you used to hold
Depicts loves that were once cherished but are now distant.
You can’t go back
Unable to revisit the past.
So scared to move on
Fearful or hesitant to embrace the future.
You’ve caught so much flack for habits you’ve outgrown
Faced criticism for lingering habits that are no longer relevant.
The leprous prom queen sings her siren song
A metaphorical character, possibly a social outcast, sings a captivating song.
And somewhere a swan hums along
A swan, symbolizing grace, harmonizes with the song.
The porcelain of your skin is broken
Your skin, delicate like porcelain, shows signs of damage.
Where the pressure makes you fold
Under pressure, you break down or falter.
The diary on your knee tells a story
A diary recounts moments more valuable than gold.
Of times more precious than gold
Reflecting on precious times in written form.
The dark street passes beneath nervous feet
A dark street underfoot, portraying weariness and coldness.
So tired and damned near froze
Fatigue and near-freezing conditions make the journey difficult.
Through your hands falls the quicksand
Quicksand slipping through your hands, representing losing grip on the past.
All the deadpan soliloquies of old
Reciting emotionless monologues from the past.
The lights all went black
Darkness envelops, suggesting a sense of hopelessness.
The clock is blinking eights
The clock blinks eights, a symbol of an unsettling or paused time.
They’ve cut you no slack
Facing challenges without leniency.
Your value might deflate
Your worth may diminish in the eyes of others.
The heaviest weight wings leave you lithe but late
The burden of significant responsibilities makes you agile but late.
Swimming, the swan waits on the lake
A swan waits in anticipation while swimming in an unknown destination.
No loyalties to a throne
No allegiance to a throne or authority.
None, but her own
Allegiance only to oneself.
Destination unknown
The ultimate goal or direction is uncertain.
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