Winter, Yet

Embracing Winter's Bittersweet Symphony
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Lyrics

Over exposed to a thousand winds twirling around us.

Feeling overwhelmed by numerous challenges represented as winds swirling around.

They don't want to know who we are.

People are disinterested in understanding or acknowledging the speaker's identity.

Gone, summer skins.

Reference to the end of summer and a change in appearance or demeanor.

Blown, autumn leaves.

Symbolic description of the falling and changing leaves in autumn.

To shattered lips on bodies made of fog.

Imagery of fragile bodies experiencing pain or hardship.

I see no spring for us.

Pessimistic view, expressing doubt about a positive future or renewal.

We open doors to ghosts populating our house, Winds singing your individual worth is indexed on your class.

Haunted by past experiences and societal expectations related to social class.

Deep gone in the coldest season, no snowdrops in sight.

In the midst of the coldest season with no signs of hope or renewal.

Her cigarette is hiding a pair of wet eyes.

A person using smoking to conceal emotional pain or distress.

But Ma', they don't pay you enough.

The speaker's mother is not adequately compensated for her struggles.

For the salt they harvest in your eyes and the nails in your bed, they don't pay you enough.

Highlighting the insufficient recognition and reward for hardships endured.

You'll finally dance, under a gentle pale moon light I swear, insisting rains can never last.

Hope for a positive change symbolized by dancing under moonlight.

I wonder when green will find its way thru gloomy veils at last, I can't believe it's winter yet.

Expressing disbelief that winter, a challenging time, has arrived.

May the heads roll to calm the winds, so burgeons colonize the trees.

Wishing for a resolution to difficulties to allow for new growth and possibilities.

You're everything I want to fight for.

Expressing a strong emotional connection to someone worth fighting for.

It's winter yet.

Reiterating the harshness of the current season, both literally and metaphorically.

On all playgrounds, just thieves.

Referring to the world as a place dominated by dishonest individuals.

For all victories, just dreams of eves.

Successes are elusive, existing only as dreams.

A coat of snow on remains of fall and down we fall, faster.

Describing a rapid decline with a metaphorical coat of snow representing decay.

We're crumbling down and they're asking for more. Always asking for more exhausting winds twirling around us.

Enduring challenges while society demands even more.

And simple demands still collect the dust.

Simple requests or needs remain unfulfilled and ignored.

Six generations to flee from poverty, at least. Generations of workers tailored for billionaires' glee.

Generational struggles against poverty, tailored for the benefit of the wealthy.

Palaces of stone eventually crumble to dust and ours are made of bits, they're made of trust.

Comparing the fragility of societal structures to personal relationships built on trust.

I can't believe it's winter yet.

Reiteration of disbelief in the challenging season being present.

And down they fall

A metaphorical descent or downfall.

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