Shoebox
Unraveling Life's Symphony: Shoebox by Jordan Tyler Haynes
Lyrics
I never could explain
I struggle to express or understand
Why mommas love their babies
The inexplicable love mothers have for their babies
After they’ve got babies of their own
Even after having their own babies
Or why sons still love their daddies
The enduring love sons have for their fathers
Long after they’re gone
Persisting love for fathers even after they've passed away
And I sure can’t explain where we went wrong
Unable to understand where the relationship went wrong
Seemed like the perfect pair
They seemed like the perfect couple
Sat down at that kitchen table
Sitting at the kitchen table, a symbolic place of connection
I smiled at your every perfect flaw
Admiring and accepting each other's imperfections
But the road called out to me
The road called him away, disrupting their connection
Just like a siren, I was drawn to
Drawn to the allure of the outside world like a siren
You needed arms to hold you when I was gone
Leaving the need for comforting arms behind
There’s a shoebox of your things there in the closet
A symbolic container of memories left in the closet
A piece of me you forgot to leave behind
A part of himself left unintentionally
I used to believe
He used to believe in a positive outlook on life
I’d smell the flowers
Hopeful for simple pleasures like smelling flowers
See the trees
Appreciating the beauty of nature
How could this all be a grand design
Questioning the existence of a divine plan
I never could explain
Still unable to explain certain actions or feelings
How the fire in the bottle
The use of alcohol to cope with sorrow
Helped to drown my sorrows all night long
Alcohol as a temporary escape from pain
And I could figure out how dove fly
Understanding how doves fly but not the reason for certain things
But I'll never know the reason why
Mystified by the reasons behind certain events
I still hear your name in their somber song
Hearing reminders of the past in sad songs
There’s a shoebox of your things there in the closet
A tangible reminder of lost love in a box in the closet
A piece of me you forgot to leave behind
A part of him left behind unintentionally
I used to believe
Recalling a time when he had a positive outlook
I’d smell the flowers
Expecting to enjoy the simple pleasures of life
See the trees
Appreciating the beauty of nature
How could this all be a grand design
Doubting the existence of a grand plan
And there’s a shoebox of your things there in the closet
Another mention of the shoebox in the closet
A piece of me you forgot to leave behind
Reiterating the unintentional leaving behind of a part of himself
I used to believe
Revisiting the belief in a positive outlook
I’d smell the flowers
Anticipating the enjoyment of simple pleasures
See the trees
Connecting with the beauty of nature
How could this all be a grand design
Questioning the existence of a higher design
I used to believe
Repetition of the desire to enjoy life's simple pleasures
I’d smell the flowers
Reiteration of appreciating nature's beauty
See the trees
Repetition of doubting the existence of a grand plan
How could this all be a grand design
Reiteration of questioning the purpose of it all
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