Escape Artist
Chasing Freedom: Circa the Sun's Escape Artist Unveiled
Lyrics
She's an escape artist truly catasphrophic
Expressing that she is highly skilled at escaping, causing significant chaos.
Feet up so high they can barely touch the ground
Her feet are elevated, almost floating, emphasizing a sense of detachment from the ground.
Cut the corner we all try our best
Acknowledging the shared human experience of trying one's best despite taking shortcuts.
To strive to be free but mainly to be found
Highlighting the pursuit of freedom, with an underlying desire to be recognized or found.
Walking jaded soul seems to be faded
Describing a worn-out soul that appears to have lost its vibrancy.
Shoplight window reflection bringing me back to now
A moment of self-reflection triggered by the reflection in a shoplight window.
Empty my pocket and roll up some tobacco
Emptying pockets and resorting to tobacco, possibly indicating a search for comfort.
Then I fumble for a lighter but my only light is you
Struggling to find a source of light, metaphorically represented as the person addressed.
All of us are lost in a hazy nightdream
Everyone is caught up in a dream-like state, not necessarily negative but distorted.
Not a nightmare a fixation of what is untrue
The nightdream is not a nightmare but a fixation on things that are not true or real.
Our flowers bloom almost every weekend
Reference to the transient nature of happiness, symbolized by flowers that bloom and fade.
I try escape but it always leads me back to you
Attempts to escape but consistently returns to the person or situation represented by "you."
Lost and stumbling I can't seem to find my jacket
Feeling lost and disoriented, struggling to locate a personal belonging.
Fuck where's my card I think I've probably lost that too
Expressing frustration and anxiety over the potential loss of a card.
Spiralling upwards, woah this feels too damn good
Experiencing a positive, exhilarating sensation that contrasts with previous struggles.
I can't wait to find my friends cuz I'm no longer feeling blue
Anticipating the joy of reuniting with friends, dispelling the earlier feeling of sadness.
All of us are lost in a hazy nightdream
Reiteration of the collective experience of being lost in a dream-like state.
Not a nightmare a fixation of what is un its untrue
Emphasizing the dream-like fixation as something untrue, not rooted in reality.
Our flowers bloom almost every weekend
Repeating the transient nature of happiness with the metaphor of blooming flowers.
I try escape but it always leads me back to you
Reaffirming the recurrent pattern of trying to escape but being drawn back to the same person or situation.
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