Lyrics
Another fucking day, it's still a nine to five, I swear.
Expressing frustration with the routine of a typical workday.
I don't want to reach the top. I don't want to be a millionare.
Rejecting the desire for material success or wealth.
I know that it may sound crazy, but it's driving me insane.
Acknowledging that rejecting societal norms might seem irrational but is causing mental distress.
Staring out the window of another fucking train.
Feeling trapped or stagnant while traveling on a train.
We're walking arm to arm.
Symbolizing unity and solidarity by walking together.
I won't follow. Arm to arm.
Refusing to blindly follow others.
I won't lead. Arm to arm.
Not wanting to take the lead but rather stand beside someone.
Beside me until tomorrow.
Committing to be together until the next day.
Arm to arm.You're walking arm to arm with me.
Reciprocal acknowledgment of walking together.
I'm feeling kind of homesick when I smell the old pine tree.
Longing for a sense of home triggered by familiar scents.
I felt you in the breeze, I close my eyes, it's not so easy for me.
Struggling to cope with missing someone who feels present in small reminders.
Once or twice, three times a charm.
Suggesting repeated attempts at something, hoping for luck.
We were walking arm to arm.
Recalling a past time of unity and togetherness.
I wanted that for so damn long, but now it's gone.
Desiring something for a long time but now realizing it's lost.
I've never been so wrong.Drop me a line.Tell me everything that I've been missing.
Requesting updates on what's been happening in one's absence.
Won't you drop me a line. Tell me where you're gonna be when I get home.
Seeking information about the future plans or whereabouts of someone upon returning home.
2000 years more won't end this war, my brother. Half empty, half full.
Reflecting on the enduring nature of conflict and a metaphorical view of optimism and pessimism.
You're pushing, I'm pulling.
Describing a push-pull dynamic in a relationship or situation.
Back in '96, sometimes I sit and reminisce.
Reflecting nostalgically on memories from 1996.
Took the train to Hoboken, I didn't know it then, but that is when I found my place outisde this so-called structured life.
Realizing a moment of personal discovery and a departure from a structured life.
Married to my only love and music is my wife.
Metaphorically expressing a deep love for music.
We're walking arm to arm.
Reiterating the theme of unity and togetherness through walking arm in arm.
I won't follow. Arm to arm.
Declining blind adherence to someone else's path.
I won't lead. Arm to arm.
Not wanting to take the lead but stay alongside.
Beside me until tomorrow.
Committing to be together until the next day, echoing the earlier sentiment.
Arm to arm.You're walking arm to arm with me.
Reaffirmation of walking together, emphasizing unity.
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