jackson pollock
Brushstrokes of Longing: Unveiling the Emotional Canvas in Daphne Eckman's 'Jackson Pollock'
Lyrics
I swear I felt hope slump out of your room
Perceived a loss of hope emanating from your space
And I'm halfway convinced that you felt her leave too
Speculation that the other person sensed the departure of hope as well
And I painted you on my chest
Depicting the person metaphorically on oneself
I saw Jackson Pollock instead of a mess and
Viewed the chaos as artistry akin to Jackson Pollock's style
Leaves change, maybe I should change too
Contemplating personal change akin to seasonal leaves
On my way home I stepped on one, I heard it crack, and wished it was you
Expressing a longing or desire for a different outcome
There's nothing like laying in sheets made of silence
The intimacy of silence in shared moments
I'll bury my face in you to keep in the violence
Seeking solace and refuge in another person to quell inner turmoil
Imagine you crying over my dead body
Imagining the emotional response of the person if they lost you
I think I'll stay longer cuz I know you'll be sorry and
Contemplating staying longer due to expected regret from the other person
Leaves fall like I fell for you
Comparing the falling leaves to falling in love
And leave the trees naked but naked's too good to be true
Acknowledging that vulnerability might seem too good to be true
I wish I was brave
Desire for courage to express thoughts or feelings
I would say it to your face
Wishing to communicate honestly and directly
There's a fly in your paint and you're put on display
Noticing imperfections but refraining from pointing them out
No, I won't draw attention though everyone can see
Choosing not to draw attention to flaws visible to others
I'll just keep you a secret just how you keep me
Maintaining secrecy akin to the other person's approach
Till I can't, and I leave
Anticipating a point of departure
But you wrote me a song
Mistaking authorship of emotional expression
(Wait no, that was me)
Realization of fabricating personality traits
I wasted lines fabricating personality
Reflecting on the perception of identity tied to actions
Somebody said that "you're not what you do"
Suggesting a lack of consequences when idle
But when you're doing nothing, you got nobody to lose
Wishing for courage to express thoughts or feelings directly
And I wish I was brave
Repeated desire for bravery to communicate honestly
I would say it to your face
Reiterating the presence of imperfections but choosing silence
There's a fly in your paint and you're put on display
Avoiding drawing attention to visible flaws
No, I won't draw attention though everyone can see
Maintaining secrecy as a form of emotional protection
I'll keep you a secret just how you keep me
Describing a belief in the lack of significant improvement in situations
And I don't think it ever gets better
Continued contemplation despite having analyzed the situation
Just gradually less surprising
Continued fixation despite having analyzed the situation
And the results are all in from the art critics
Referencing critique despite continued fixation
So why am I still staring at your painting analyzing
Questioning the persistence of analysis despite conclusions
Oh no no
Expressing a realization or reaction
And I wish I was brave
Reiterating the desire for bravery to communicate honestly
I would say it to your face
Recognizing imperfections but choosing not to highlight them
There's a fly in your paint and you're put on display
Avoiding drawing attention to visible flaws once more
No, I won't draw attention though everyone can see
Maintaining secrecy to preserve a personal connection
I'll just frame you in my bedroom and I'll keep you just for me
Desire to keep a representation of the other person private
Until I can't
Anticipating a point of departure or change
Until I can't
Repeated anticipation of departure or change
Until I can't
Continued anticipation of departure or change
Until I can't
Further anticipation of departure or change
And I leave
Declaration of departure or exit
Ooomm
Ending sound or expression
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