our wooden bed
Echoes of Love Lost: Jonathan Stoye's Melancholic Reflections
Lyrics
Our wooden bed
Reflecting on a shared wooden bed.
Once was filled with love that now is dead
The love that once filled the bed has now died.
Solid as a rock inside my head it all made sense
Feeling certain and stable in one's thoughts.
Now I'm lying on the floor next to our wooden bed
Lying on the floor beside the now loveless bed.
These old white sheets
Old sheets that no longer carry the scent of the partner.
That used to smell like you but now they reek
The sheets now emit an unpleasant smell.
Cause I can't find the heart to wash them
Unable to wash the sheets due to emotional difficulty.
So I'll make a pretend girlfriend out of eyelashes and hair
Creating an imaginary companion from remnants in the bed.
Left in our wooden bed
Remnants left in the bed symbolizing the past relationship.
Our wooden bed has a pink eye pillow
The bed includes a pink eye pillow.
Our wooden bed now is split down the middle
The bed is now divided, representing the separation.
Our wooden bed just don't feel the same without you
The bed feels different and incomplete without the partner.
I stayed up all night
A sleepless night, dwelling on the argument that led to separation.
Can't stop thinking of the fight that pushed you away
Continuously thinking about the fight that pushed the partner away.
From this california king that had us living out our dreams
Recalling a time when dreams were lived in the shared California king bed.
While in our wooden bed
Reflecting on the past while in the wooden bed.
Our wooden bed has a pink eye pillow
A pink eye pillow is still part of the bed.
Our wooden bed now is split down the middle
The bed is physically split, mirroring the emotional separation.
Our wooden bed just don't feel the same without you
The bed lacks the same warmth and comfort without the partner.
Our wooden bed just don't feel the same
Emphasizing the irreparable change in the bed's atmosphere.
And I think you should know I still keep all of your ducks in a row
Keeping memories organized, possibly referring to sentimental items.
Right there, was I close?
Seeking confirmation about closeness or understanding in the past.
And is the safe word still pineapple?
Referencing a safe word, questioning the stability and safety of the relationship.
Is it sad? Is it wrong that I still listen to our favorite song?
Expressing the continued emotional impact of shared experiences, like favorite songs.
And is this how it ends?
Raising existential questions about the end of the relationship.
This isn't "Love on the Weekend"
Comparing the current situation to the song "Love on the Weekend," suggesting a contrast.
Our wooden bed has a pink eye pillow
Reiterating the presence of the pink eye pillow in the bed.
Our wooden bed now is split down the middle
The physical split in the bed remains, signifying the enduring separation.
Our wooden bed just don't feel the same without you
Emphasizing the continued sense of loss in the bed without the partner.
Our wooden bed just don't feel the same without you
Reiterating the changed and incomplete feeling in the bed.
Nothing will ever feel the same without you
Expressing the profound impact of the partner's absence on all aspects of life.
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