Sea Life Sandwich Boy

Nostalgic Whispers: Horsegirl's Sea Life Sandwich Boy
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Lyrics

Streetlights show me

Observing streetlights; reflective mood begins.

I remember you lived there

Nostalgia for a place where the listener once lived.

Spotlights flicker

Spotlights flicker; perhaps a metaphor for memories flashing.

I'm thinking 'bout your hair

Contemplating the person's hair; a focus on personal details.

I'm breathing in the air

Immersing in the surroundings, breathing in the atmosphere.


All the blonde cartoons and

Recalling images of blonde cartoons, setting a visual scene.

In the empty rooms and

Empty rooms signify a sense of vacancy or loss.

On the sofa sitting quietly

Someone sitting quietly on a sofa; a moment of solitude.

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

Repetition of nonsensical sounds, perhaps indicating contemplation or reflection.

And the portrait suits you

Complimenting someone with a portrait; admiration.

And the lampshade's turned blue

Lampshade turning blue may symbolize a shift in mood.

Candle dripping on the books

Candle dripping on books; an image suggesting both time passing and potential ruin.

Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo

Repetition of nonsensical sounds; a recurring motif.


Where'd the clouds go?

Pondering the disappearance of clouds; uncertainty.

I'll never know

The speaker expressing not knowing certain things.

I don't want to

Emphatic refusal to live within someone else's space.

Live inside your space

Reinforcing the desire for personal space.

I can see your face

Seeing the person's face; a connection despite the desire for space.


All the blonde cartoons and

Recurrence of images of blonde cartoons; a motif.

In the empty rooms and

Empty rooms persist; a continued sense of absence.

On the sofa sitting quietly

Someone sitting quietly on a sofa; a repeated scene.

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

Repetition of nonsensical sounds; a rhythmic element.

And the portrait suits you

Complimenting with a portrait; continuity in admiration.

And the lampshade's turned blue

Lampshade turning blue; a continued shift in mood.

Candle dripping on the books

Candle dripping on books; a recurring image of potential decay.

Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo

Repetition of nonsensical sounds; a concluding motif.

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