So Much to Say

Expressing a sound, possibly indicating hesitation or uncertainty

Expressing a sound, possibly indicating mild surprise or uncertainty

Expressing various sounds, conveying emotion or vocalization without specific meaning

Describing feeling trapped in a difficult situation, metaphorically likening it to being stuck in a closet

Feeling unable to find a way out or a solution to the difficulty

Contrasting the difficult situation with an idealized heaven, depicted as a comfortable house in the sky

Highlighting the comfort and basic necessities in the metaphorical heaven

Expressing an inability or reluctance to discuss personal issues, deflecting with small talk about mundane topics like the weather

Can't see the light

Keep it locked up inside

Don't talk about it

Talk about the weather

Reiterating the difficulty in finding a solution or escape

Continuing the feeling of being trapped or unable to see a way out

Repeating the comparison between the hellish situation and the idealized heaven, emphasizing the feeling of being trapped and the contrast between the two

Here we have been standing for a long, long time

Treading trodden trails for a long, long time

I say my hell is the closet I'm stuck inside

Can't see the light

And my heaven is a nice house in the sky

Got central heating and I'm alright

Emphasizing the prolonged duration of being in this difficult situation

Treading trodden trails for a long, long time, time, time, time, time, time, time

Expressing the struggle between being oneself and considering adopting another persona, suggesting that sometimes it's easier to pretend to be someone else

Sometimes I find it's better to be somebody else

Observing a young child and reflecting on the innocence and vulnerability, juxtaposed with the struggles and internal turmoil of growing up

Little feet, little hands, little feet, little feet, a little baby

One year of cryin' and the words creep up inside

Creep into your mind, yeah

Repeating the feeling of being stuck in a situation for an extended period, emphasizing the repetitive nature of the experience

So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say

'Cause here we have been standing for a long, long time

Treading trodden trails for a long, long time, time, time, time, time, time, time

Echoing the earlier sentiment about the conflict between being oneself and adopting another persona, highlighting the struggle with identity

Sometimes I find it's better to be somebody else

Reiterating the overwhelming feeling of having a lot to express or communicate but feeling unable to do so, possibly due to the sense of being trapped

So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say

So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say

So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say

Open up my head and let me out

Repeating the desire to be freed from the internal struggles, possibly reflecting a wish to escape from the mental confines