Ripe
Love's Friction: Gravitating Emotions and Unspoken Desires
Lyrics
You're an endless road
You represent an infinite journey or path.
But love is a cold war
Love is portrayed as a conflict, a chilly and distant war.
Right now you're softly gazing
Currently, you are looking gently or tenderly.
But fastly gravitating
Rapidly being drawn towards something or someone.
In long nights without rest
In extended nights without sleep.
Those victims you condemn
You criticize or blame those individuals you consider victims.
To your unpleasant falling
Your descent is not pleasant for others.
You're a tiger seeking, crawling And though I said that I did my best
Describing a person as a determined and searching tiger. Despite efforts, the speaker acknowledges their limitations.
Untold excuses fell in the nothingness
Excuses, possibly valid ones, went unheard or unacknowledged.
And as I told you I'm alone with you
Reiterating the aloneness with the subject of the lyrics.
The more it's true,
As the statement becomes truer, the speaker becomes less desirous of its truth.
The more I don't want it to
The more accurate the previous statement is, the more the speaker wishes it were otherwise.
How dare you to lend your perfume
A challenge or disbelief directed towards someone lending their scent.
How dares he to look at you
Critical questioning of someone daring to gaze at you.
From the bottom of his longest skin
Describing a deep and intimate look from the other person.
And as my narices and eyes
As the speaker's nose and eyes move apart, they express emotional distress.
Starting to diverge they cry
Tears emerge as a result of this emotional divergence.
Something is burning inside
An internal sensation of burning or intensity is felt.
And though I said that I did my best
Repeating the idea of doing one's best, with unacknowledged excuses.
Untold excuses fell in the nothingness
Reiteration of unheard excuses falling into nothingness.
And as I told you I'm alone with you
Emphasizing the loneliness with the person being addressed.
The more it's true,
As the truth intensifies, the speaker becomes less accepting of it.
The more I don't want it to
Continuation of the sentiment that increasing truth is less desirable.
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