Lyrics
Have you ever imagined what it's like to die?
Contemplating the experience of death.
Come on, we all think about it the end of our lives.
Reflecting on the inevitability of thinking about the end of life.
It's a vision out of nowhere, when you're in your fancy car.
Imagining a sudden realization of mortality while in a luxurious car.
In the bathroom, on the staircase, there you are.
Considering the possibility of death in mundane places like the bathroom or staircase.
There you are. And I say
Acknowledging the constant presence of mortality.
Glory me, what will I see when I die?
Pondering what one will witness or experience after death.
Will my whole life, flash before my eyes?
Questioning if one's entire life will replay in their mind before death.
Glory me, what will I see when I die?
Repeating the contemplation of what will be seen in the afterlife.
The faces of all I've ever loved.
Anticipating seeing the faces of loved ones in the afterlife.
They say, death's not easy, it takes work just like being born.
Comparing the difficulty of death to the effort involved in birth.
The soul clings to the body, trying to keep warm.
Describing the soul clinging to the body for warmth.
We're all afraid of what's after, taking that last sigh.
Expressing universal fear of the unknown after death.
Is it bleak, or beautiful nothingness on the other side?
Questioning whether the afterlife is bleak or a beautiful state of nothingness.
Break on through to the other side.
Reference to breaking through to the other side, possibly alluding to a transition.
Glory me, what will I be when I die?
Continuing the contemplation of one's identity after death.
Will I be like a child?
Wondering if one will revert to a childlike state after death.
Crying for my mother into the night.
Imagining crying for a mother in the night, symbolizing vulnerability.
Oh, wishing I could go back to the beginning.
Expressing a desire to return to the beginning or restart life.
What would I see?
Repetition, possibly emphasizing the uncertainty of what will be seen or become after death.
What would I be?
-What would I see?
-What would I be?
-Glory me, what will I be when I die?
Reiterating the contemplation of one's identity or state after death.
Will I be like a child?
Reflecting on the possibility of reverting to a childlike state after death.
Crying for my mother into the night.
Imagining crying for a mother in the night, echoing vulnerability.
Oh, wishing I could go back to the beginning.
Expressing a longing to go back to the beginning, suggesting a desire for a fresh start.
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