A Sadness Song
Eternal Echoes: A Melancholic Journey Through Life's Fragile Tapestry
Lyrics
When we touch the world
Interacting with the world
And it falls away
The world disintegrates or loses significance
When we feel that we're born
Sensation of being brought into existence
Just to fall apart
Feeling destined to fall apart or disintegrate
And our mother lies in state
Mother figure represented in a deceased state
And the broken pitcher glistens
Shattered or broken things reflecting light
And the snow is at the window
Winter scene, isolation
Creating neither sign nor symbol
No meaningful signs or symbols present
And the earth covers earth
Earth returning to earth, cyclic nature
And the mud lies in pools
Puddles of mud, stagnation
Where the sand-dunes stretch unbroken
Endless, undisturbed sand dunes
And the dry wind bends and sighs
Harsh, dry winds and desolation
And the geese are running harmless
Geese running freely
And our desires are running wild
Unrestrained desires
Then we're looking at the smoke
Observing rising incense smoke
That's rising from the incense
Transcendence or neutrality
Neither coming here nor going
Neither direction nor destination
Neither heaven here nor hell
Void of defined afterlife or purpose
Neither borning here nor birthing
Neither birth nor rebirth
Neither dying here nor death
No death or dying
And we're wrapped inside our troubles
Immersed in personal troubles
And we're wrapped inside our pain
Suffering wrapped within oneself
And wracked with fires with longing
Painful longing and internal torment
And our eyes are blind with night
Blinded by darkness or ignorance
With our fingers clutching coins
Materialistic pursuits
And our thoughts burning with 'I'
Self-centered thoughts
And our eyes cannot be sated
Insatiable desires
With the world and its nightmares
Worldly nightmares and aspirations
With the world and its dreams
Current desires and future ambitions
Though later they'll be filled
Eventual loss or insignificance
With a small handful of dust
Mortality and decay
And the gods appear on the altars
Gods as creations of human fear and longing
And we recognize their face
Familiarity with constructed deities
It's a face that we have carved there
Divine images shaped by human emotions
And it's full of fear and longing
Fear and desire within divine constructs
And promises and threats
Promises and threats from perceived deities
But they neither stoop to conquer
Divine entities indifferent to domination or praise
Nor do they stoop to praise
Gods unconcerned with conquering or praising
And the mines are void of diamonds
Empty pursuit of wealth or valueless possessions
That we carry in our rags
Carrying worthless treasures
Then all the world seems
Perception of the world as melancholic
A sadness song
World depicted as a sorrowful melody
And all the world seems
Reiteration of the world's sorrowful nature
A sadness song
Repetition of perceiving the world as a sad song
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