In The Morning
Redemption at Dawn: Reflections on Resilience and Starting Anew
Lyrics
Aunt Lisa said you can't come around here no more
Aunt Lisa prohibits your presence here anymore.
When we broke the bed she felt disrespected and all
Breaking the bed caused her to feel disrespected.
Confused
The speaker is confused about the situation.
Said would I ever do that to you?
Questioning if the speaker would intentionally harm Aunt Lisa.
And in return I feel like I fool
Feeling foolish in return for the perceived disrespect.
Now I walk for days with nowhere to rest my head
Wandering without a place to rest after the conflict.
Vape in my mouth but got a feeling that it might be dead
Using a vape, but a sense that it may not be working.
There's no smoke
No visible smoke, indicating potential emptiness or lack of resolution.
As I reach in my pocket for my phone,
Searching for the phone, perhaps expecting a message.
There's no texts, there's no missed calls
No messages or missed calls on the phone.
In the morning we can start
The morning offers a chance for a fresh start.
We can start over, again
Reiteration of the opportunity to begin anew.
Reading about trauma
Engaging with information about trauma, possibly affecting relationships.
In our daughters
Reflecting on trauma's impact on daughters.
Has got me shook
Feeling shaken by the awareness of trauma.
I got things to learn,
Acknowledging the need to learn and grow.
I got fears to burn
Recognizing personal fears that need addressing.
til then I won't cook,
Refusing to "cook" or create until personal growth occurs.
a bun in my oven when I wanna get wet
Desiring intimacy despite potential consequences.
No matter how my guy protests
Ignoring protests to pursue personal desires.
On the third day, we shall rise again
Hope for renewal and resurgence on the third day.
And come back around
Anticipating a return after a period of absence.
Been here before, kinda sick of myself
Experiencing familiarity but fatigue with oneself.
But also quite proud
Simultaneously feeling tired of oneself but proud.
It's hard, being at the mercy of man
Struggling with vulnerability to others.
And dealing my cards with my wrong hand
Dealing with challenges and making choices with limited options.
In the morning we can start
Reiterating the possibility of a fresh start in the morning.
We can start over, again
Emphasizing the opportunity for renewal and change.
In the morning we can start
Repeating the idea of starting over in the morning.
We can start over, again
Continuing to express the possibility of a new beginning.
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