Orange Cinnamon

Journey Through Bittersweet Memories: Orange Cinnamon by Culture Bloom
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Lyrics

I feel the weather in the future calming

I anticipate a calming future weather.

Like blades of stillness in the grass

The calmness is compared to stillness in the grass.

I don't know what I'm gonna do come the morning

Uncertainty about actions in the upcoming morning.

Once all this nerve is in the past

Anticipation for a time when current anxiety is past.

It's a long way back to the mountains

Expressing the distance to the mountains metaphorically.

It's a long way back to your house

Symbolic distance back to a familiar place, "your house."

It's a bitter start to the ending

Beginning of a challenging and bitter end.

It's a dream that never works out

A dream that consistently fails to materialize.

Maybe I'll sit there in the background waiting

Potentially waiting in the background for recognition.

For camera two to catch my eye

Waiting for attention or acknowledgment from "camera two."

Maybe I'll find a way to orchestrate it

Considering orchestrating life events intentionally.

Like everything else in my life

Life experiences are controlled or manipulated.

It's a long way back to that hotel innocence

Reflecting on the distance to a lost state of innocence in a hotel.

It's all bitterness now

The past innocence is now replaced by bitterness.

Things back then smelled like orange cinnamon

Nostalgia for a time when things had a pleasant scent of orange cinnamon.

I'm finding out now

Realizing the current state, contrasting with the past.

Alright now, swim

An encouragement or command to keep going despite challenges.

Like your lungs are giving in

Swim metaphorically, pushing through difficulties as if lungs are giving in.

Not much further left to win

Nearing the end of a struggle with not much left to achieve.

Now don't you know

A rhetorical question, emphasizing the challenging journey.

Alright now, stop

Encouragement or command to stop and assess the situation.

Grab your things and call the cops

Suggesting a drastic action, potentially involving authority.

Make some plans and fuck em' up

Advising to make plans and disrupt them, embracing chaos.

Now don't you know

Reiterating the challenging nature of the journey.

It's a long way back to that hotel innocence

Repeating the distance to a lost state of innocence.

It's all bitterness now

Emphasizing the bitterness that has replaced past innocence.

Things back then smelled like orange cinnamon

Reiterating the pleasant aroma of orange cinnamon in the past.

I'm finding out now

Confirming the realization of the current state in contrast to the past.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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