The Smell of Flowers Remind Me of Funerals
Echoes of Grief: A Melancholic Reflection on Love and Loss
Lyrics
Yesterday
Reflecting on the past day
I fell asleep
Describing a moment of falling asleep
By the old oak tree
Location where a significant conversation occurred
Where you said your last words to me
Recalling the last words spoken in that place
It's kind of funny how
Noticing the lack of change in surroundings
Not much has changed
Expressing the minimal impact of a person's life
It's almost as if your life never meant anything
Suggesting a sense of insignificance
And I know
Acknowledging a lack of control
I had no control
Accepting a lack of control over a situation
But every flower I see reminds me of funerals
Associating flowers with funerals and loss
And I hope
Expressing a hope for the person's soul
God has your soul
Referencing a belief in God and the afterlife
But I know you're in the ground
Acknowledging the person's physical burial
Helping the world around me grow
Attributing growth to the deceased's influence
Yesterday
Recalling another day in the past
I walked past your grave
Visiting the person's grave
I saw your mom sitting there praying
Observing the emotional pain of a family member
She could take away your pain
Expressing a desire to alleviate the person's pain
I'm better now
Claiming personal improvement over time
That's what she cried
Highlighting the mother's emotional struggle
Good for her I'll hate myself until the day that I die
Expressing ongoing self-hatred
And I know
Acknowledging a lack of control, recurring theme
I had no control
Reiterating a sense of powerlessness
But every flower I see reminds me of funerals
Repeating the association of flowers with funerals
And I pray
Praying for the person's soul
God has your soul
Expressing uncertainty about God's response
But if he listens to me, it doesn't really show
Questioning the effectiveness of prayers
Let's just talk
Suggesting a shift in conversation
About
Transitioning to a broader discussion
Anything and everything
Inviting open dialogue
About The things I never told anyone
Hinting at undisclosed secrets
I'll tell you about
Introducing personal struggles with work and housing
The job and apartment I shouldn't have
Acknowledging unspoken truths
About how the only thoughts I have now are
Expressing discontent and emotional turmoil
I'm not happy
Admitting to personal unhappiness
I'm not fucking okay
Emphasizing personal distress
Growing up was never my choice
Reflecting on the lack of choice in growing up
And dealing with that is harder than I expected
Expressing the difficulty of coping with adulthood
So I guess I'll just end this
Contemplating an abrupt farewell
With an abrupt goodbye
Expressing gratitude for shared experiences
And thank you for everything
Anticipating a reunion in the afterlife
I'll see you around in another life
Concluding with thoughts of another life
Maybe then we can
Expressing hope for future connection
We can just have a
Suggesting a desire for casual interaction
Can just sit down and
Leaving the possibility of a reunion open-ended
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