The Go Along
Navigating Life's Melodies: The Go Along by Gaba Wright Unveiled
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
I perceive the movement of the air.
But maybe this life was so much warmer at seventeen
Life seemed more comfortable and pleasant in the past, particularly at the age of seventeen.
Holding on to heartache
Clutching onto emotional pain.
But maybe the coldness in your eyes is all I need
Perhaps the emotional distance reflected in your eyes is the only thing necessary for me.
Hard to find a hero
It's challenging to find a role model or someone to look up to.
When all of the answers I receive aren't guaranteed
When I seek solutions, they don't come with guaranteed correctness or reliability.
Because I broke my heart and sold my soul
I've damaged my emotional well-being and sacrificed my integrity.
Just in the hopes I'd see the difference
With the hope that I'd notice a change or distinction.
No matter if I reach the sun or fly too high
Regardless of whether I achieve success or fail miserably,
I need to fall to figure out
I must experience failure to understand.
Why
The reason behind certain circumstances.
Searching for the sense in the world as we try comprehending
Trying to make sense of the world as we attempt to understand.
How can we belong to the day while we wait for the weekend
How can we fit into the routine of everyday life while eagerly anticipating the weekend?
We could live a lie or a truth but we'd still be pretending
Regardless of choosing deception or truth, we're still pretending in some way.
How do we know
How do we determine?
How do we get through the go along
How do we endure the act of conformity or going along with the crowd?
I can see the seasons
I observe the changes in the seasons.
Changing like all the things I've lost and left behind
Similar to the things I've misplaced and left in the past.
I say I'm holding on to reason
I claim to hold onto logical thinking,
But maybe I hang on to the hope of peace of mind
But maybe I'm just clinging to the expectation of finding peace within myself.
All the days and nights I took for granted
The days and nights I didn't appreciate now appear predetermined.
Now just seem so pre-defined
I've harmed my emotional state and compromised my principles.
Because I broke my heart and sold my soul
Expecting a change or distinction in my life.
Just in the hopes I'd see the difference
Despite feeling lost or consumed in my thoughts,
No matter if I think I'm lost or lost in thought
I require a motive to come back or reengage.
I need a reason to return
Now, at this moment.
Now
Trying to make sense of the world as we attempt to understand.
Searching for the sense in the world as we try comprehending
How can we fit into the routine of everyday life while eagerly anticipating the weekend?
How can we belong to the day while we wait for the weekend
Regardless of choosing deception or truth, we're still pretending in some way.
We could live a lie or a truth but we'd still be pretending
How do we determine?
How do we know
How do we endure the act of conformity or going along with the crowd?
How do we get through the go along
Trying to make sense of the world as we attempt to understand.
Searching for the sense in the world as we try comprehending
How can we fit into the routine of everyday life while eagerly anticipating the weekend?
How can we belong to the day while we wait for the weekend
Regardless of choosing deception or truth, we're still pretending in some way.
We could live a lie or a truth but we'd still be pretending
How do we determine?
How do we know
How do we endure the act of conformity or going along with the crowd?
How do we get through the go along
Reiterating the struggle of enduring conformity or societal pressures.
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