Like William McKinley
Solitude's Embrace: A Melodic Journey of Reflection and Resilience
Lyrics
I got a letter; it came in the mail today
Receiving a letter in the mail today.
I saw by the stamp it was written an ocean away
Observing the distant origin of the letter.
No need to open it, I know what it must say
Anticipating the content of the letter without opening it.
I?ll just go back to the dream I was having
Choosing to return to a dream before a romantic relationship went wrong.
Before love went astray
Reflecting on a time before love encountered difficulties.
I?ll sit on my porch like William McKinley
Comparing oneself to William McKinley, expressing a desire for solitude.
And I?ll let the world come to me
Welcoming the world on their own terms, without actively seeking it.
And if it?s too busy, I really don?t mind and
Being content with a quiet environment, indifferent to busyness.
There?s no place I want to be
Having no specific preferred place to be.
Now and again, I will open a window and
Occasionally opening up to the outside world.
Stare at the overcast sky
Gazing at a cloudy sky during these moments.
And put you away in a drawer in my mind
Putting away memories of a past relationship in the mind.
And I?ll just bid all of my troubles goodbye
Wishing farewell to all troubles associated with the past.
The country ?round here is deserted; there?s no one at all
Describing the desolation of the surrounding countryside.
People come here in the summer and leave in the fall
Noting the seasonal migration of people, coming and leaving.
You followed after them, disappeared into the night
Addressing the disappearance of someone into the night.
Now all that?s left is the footprint you made
Remaining imprints of the departed person.
In the mud, frozen in white
Symbolizing the person's impact frozen in memory.
I?ll sit on my porch like William McKinley
Reiterating the desire for solitude similar to William McKinley.
And I?ll let the world come to me
Remaining open to the world while maintaining a passive stance.
And if it?s too busy, I really don?t mind and
Contentment in any level of busyness, having no specific preferences.
There?s no place I?ll want to be
Expressing the absence of a particular desired location.
Now and again, I will open and window and
Periodically reconnecting with the external world.
Stare at the overcast sky
Observing the sky during these moments of connection.
And put you away in a drawer in my mind
Storing away memories in the mind during these reflective times.
And I?ll just bid all of my troubles goodbye
Continuing to bid farewell to past troubles.
(repeat chorus)
Repeating the chorus, emphasizing the theme of solitude and reflection.
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