night at the museum
Embracing Life's Canvas: Faith Maddox's Reflections on Growing Up
Lyrics
I'm going home for the last time
I am returning home for the final time.
Painting over the traces I've left
Covering up the evidence or signs of my presence.
Mother's coffee and childhood bedroom
Refers to familiar elements like a mother's coffee and the childhood bedroom.
Relics of my life hanging on the walls
Objects representing the past and memories hanging on the walls.
Just in reach
Within easy reach, accessible.
And out of hand
At the same time, slipping away or becoming unattainable.
So tell me if I've overstayed my welcome
Asking if the speaker has overstayed their welcome in a place or situation.
I'm afraid of moving on
Expressing fear or hesitation about moving forward or making a change.
Talking to myself again unanswered
Engaging in a conversation with oneself without receiving answers.
Asking when I have to grow up
Pondering the necessity of growing up and facing responsibilities.
I love the life I've made
Expressing love for the life the speaker has built.
But I can't help mourning
Feeling sorrow or grief despite the positive aspects of life.
The child who couldn't see it play out
Reflecting on a younger self who couldn't foresee the current life unfolding.
And if I could tell her anything
If given the chance, conveying a message to the younger self.
I'd say: 'you're enough just for existing'
Assuring the younger self that their mere existence is sufficient and valuable.
Every moment is my purpose
Declaring that every moment in life has a purpose.
Surrounded in love for being
Feeling surrounded by love simply for being oneself.
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