Dream Of It
Fleeting Dreams and Unspoken Words: Bonfire Tide's Melodic Reflection
Lyrics
I wouldn't dream of it
I have no intention of dreaming.
Because dreams are such fickle things
Dreams are unpredictable and change easily.
Change at a moment's notice
They can change suddenly without warning.
And they leave traces
Dreams leave behind signs or remnants.
Like breadcrumbs between bedsheets
Similar to a trail of breadcrumbs left during intimate moments.
They disturb sleep
Dreams disrupt sleep and disturb tranquility.
And remind me what I've left uneaten
They serve as reminders of unfinished or unfulfilled desires.
I'm hung on every word you say
I pay close attention to everything you say.
I believe in all the games we play
I trust in the sincerity of our shared experiences.
I wouldn't dream of it
I have no intention of dreaming (repeated).
Because dreams are such fickle things
Reiteration of the unpredictable nature of dreams.
Changing moment to moment
Emphasizing the constant changes in dreams.
And they leave traces
Repeating the idea that dreams leave behind remnants.
Like breadcrumbs between bedsheets
Highlighting the disruptive nature of dreams in intimate settings.
They disturb sleep
Reiterating the impact of dreams on peaceful sleep.
And remind me what I've left uneaten
Reminding of unfulfilled desires and unfinished business.
They're glass shards on the pavement
Comparing dreams to sharp, potentially painful, fragments.
That twinkle between eyelids
These dream fragments shimmer between closed eyelids.
Of concrete that is breathing
Concrete, symbolizing reality, is alive and breathing.
As life moves underneath it
Life continues beneath the surface of apparent stability.
The last ice of your whiskey
Referencing the lingering essence of a drink, perhaps metaphorical.
It's your hair clinging to me
Hair as a physical reminder of closeness.
It's the thought of you turning and moving
Imagining the movements and actions of the person in thought.
And twisting and dancing
Visualizing various dynamic and lively activities.
It's the thought that I'm losing my chance
Feeling the possibility of losing the opportunity to express unspoken thoughts.
To say what I'm not saying
Awareness of the unsaid and the weight of unspoken words.
I'm hung on every word you say
Continued focus and attachment to spoken words.
I believe in all the games we play
Reiteration of trust in the sincerity of shared experiences.
I'm hung on every word you say
Continued close attention to spoken words.
I believe in all the games we play
Belief in the authenticity of shared experiences persists.
I wouldn't dream of it
Reiterating the lack of intention to dream (repeated).
Comment