The Wit of the Staircase

Wit Unveiled: Dot Hacker's Reflection on Love's Untimely Echo
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Lyrics

I said my goodbyes didn't I?

I acknowledged my farewells, didn't I?

Seemed so ideal to the outside

It appeared perfect from an external perspective

Burning and tying on

Burning and struggling while engaged in something

I should have said it before I

I should have expressed it earlier

Before I'd gone

Before I departed

Before I'd gone

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That's the wit of the staircase

Referring to the realization that comes too late, like thinking of a clever response on the stairs after leaving


Shouldn't have left me alone

I shouldn't have been left by myself

Winchester type paranoid

Paranoia resembling that of someone with a Winchester rifle

Atlantic ocean that's your mind

Comparing the vastness and complexity of the mind to the Atlantic Ocean

I should have said it before I

I should have expressed it earlier

Before I'd gone

Before I departed

Before I'd gone

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That's the wit of the staircase

Reiteration of the regret for not speaking up sooner, emphasizing the delayed realization


Play it calm, in time we will fall in love

Advocating a calm approach, suggesting that love will naturally develop over time

Play it calm, in time we will fall in love

Repetition of the idea that patience will lead to falling in love

Play it calm, in time we will fall in love

Continuation of the theme of patience in love

Fall in love, fall in love, fall in

Emphasizing the eventual progression into love


They'll find me, they'll find me when I wash up

An anticipation of being discovered or recognized, perhaps in a vulnerable state


They're out there

Awareness of external forces or entities

I've seen them out there

Confirmation of observing these external forces

I'm not crazy, I'm not

Asserting sanity and denying being irrational or hallucinating

Not crying wolf, I'm

Emphasizing the sincerity of not falsely raising an alarm

I'm not crazy, I'm not

Reiteration of mental stability and not fabricating stories

I see them out there in the real world, out my window

Observing these external forces in the real world, not just imagination

They're already in my head now, behind my eyes

The presence of these forces has infiltrated the thoughts and perceptions of the speaker

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