Gone, Gone, Gone

Journey Through Uncharted Minds: Echoes of Rebellion
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Lyrics

My head is like an unblocked drain

Feeling mentally blocked or overwhelmed.

My head is full of brains

Expressing intelligence or a busy mind.

My instincts are to kiss this train

Expressing a desire to embrace a potentially destructive force (train).

I hear it coming

Awareness of an impending change or challenge.

You're conscience says "mind how you go"

Advice from conscience to be cautious.

Your ulcer still says no

Physical ailment (ulcer) resisting the change or challenge.

Your morals ebb

Moral values fluctuating.

Your morals flow

Moral values in flux.

Your mouth is running

Talking without restraint.

The normal rules do not apply

Conventional rules are irrelevant.

And mine is not to reason why

Accepting the unpredictable nature of life.

Gone, gone, gone

Emphasizing a departure or loss.

My arms are like two shipyard cranes

Arms metaphorically representing strength or support.

That may not work again

Anxiety about potential dysfunction or failure.

My fortunes wax

Fluctuation in fortunes or circumstances.

My fortunes wane

Shifts in luck or prosperity.

My senses sunder

Sensory experiences falling apart or disintegrating.

A cup would cheer

A positive influence (cup) to uplift a gloomy heart.

The cheerless heart

Trying to find joy in a joyless situation.

The path I dare not chart

Avoiding a risky or uncertain path.

I look askance, not quite the part

Feeling out of place or not fitting societal expectations.

Someone has blundered

Noticing a mistake or error made by someone.

The normal rules do not apply

Reiteration that conventional rules are irrelevant.

And mine is not to reason why

Acceptance of life's unpredictability.

Gone, gone, gone

Reiteration of departure or loss.

To all this scoundrel scheme of things

Rejecting a dishonest or unscrupulous plan or system.

To all the pain it brings

Acknowledging the pain caused by such schemes.

To all those who pull the strings

Resentment towards those in control.

I said good riddance

Expressing relief or satisfaction at the departure.

So pass the time to coin a phrase

Passing time creatively and meaningfully.

I'll mint a million ways

Creating numerous ways to navigate challenges.

To counterfeit my salad days

Faking or embellishing memories of better times.

And split the difference

Finding a compromise or middle ground.

The normal rules do not apply

Reiteration of the irrelevance of conventional rules.

And mine is not to reason why

Reaffirmation of accepting life's unpredictability.

The normal rules do not apply

Reiteration of the irrelevance of conventional rules.

And mine is not to reason why

Reaffirmation of accepting life's unpredictability.

Gone, gone, gone

Final emphasis on departure or loss.

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