Lyrics
When you talk about your homelife
Reflecting on discussions about personal home life.
I try to identify
Attempting to relate and connect with the speaker's own experiences.
With my own memories
Drawing parallels with the speaker's own memories.
Childhood life was such a breeze
Recalling a carefree childhood, contrasting with the present.
But now i'm slipping away
Feeling a sense of detachment or distance from the past.
From the boy my mother made
Growing into someone different from the person shaped by the mother.
I'm growing on, but i hold on
Maturing but still clinging to memories of a simpler time.
To the days that made me fell so
Revering the days that evoked a strong emotional response.
Powerless and ignorant
Recalling a time when the speaker felt powerless and uninformed.
Without a cent, without the sense to know
Being financially and intellectually vulnerable.
That one day i would have to try
Awareness dawns that survival efforts are inevitable.
To survive and go
Accepting the need to face challenges and move forward.
First time you gotta leave your home
First departure from home, facing the unknown.
Second time you live alone
Experiencing independent living for the second time.
Third time you just don't know
Uncertainty and confusion on the third occasion.
Fourth time you gotta pack your life and go
Packing up and leaving for the fourth time.
On the day my father died
Reflecting on the day the speaker's father passed away.
I was too naive to cry
Too naive to express grief when the father died.
Inside i was so unclear
Internal confusion and lack of clarity during that period.
I always thought he's reappear
Believing the father would return, facing the reality of absence.
But now i'm slipping away
Experiencing a growing distance from the child the father influenced.
From the lost child he made
Maturing while holding on to memories of the father.
I'm growing but i hold on
Progressing while preserving the father's legacy.
To his name and to the days of
Clutching onto the father's name and reminiscing about innocent days.
Innocence and selfishness
Being unable to shake off memories of innocence and selfishness.
I find these things impossible to shake
Perceiving the difficulty of overcoming certain aspects of the past.
But i won't break, until i take
Remaining resilient until taking a bold chance in life.
Take a fucking chance and go
Embracing the challenge of making significant life decisions.
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