Lyrics
It's getting late and I can't stay
Feeling the passage of time, and unable to remain in the current situation.
I'm going back, back to my ocean daze
Returning to a nostalgic state of mind referred to as "ocean daze."
I find it hard, but that's okay
Acknowledging difficulties but accepting them as part of the journey.
I'm going back, back down to yesterday
Revisiting the past, particularly the experiences of yesterday.
And baby, I can't be your medicine
Expressing inability to fulfill the role of being someone's cure or solution.
I've got to sleep alone tonight
Stating the need to be alone and not relying on others for comfort.
Wake up to find the rain is gone
Waking up to a positive change, possibly symbolized by the absence of rain.
Did it fall all night?
Raising a question about the duration of the rain, implying uncertainty.
I'm holding on but something's changed
Feeling a sense of holding on despite a noticeable shift in circumstances.
I'm going back, back down to rearrange
Returning to the past to make adjustments and create a new order.
Oh baby, I can't be your medicine
Reiterating the inability to serve as a remedy for someone's challenges.
I've got to sleep alone tonight
Emphasizing the need to face solitude and personal challenges.
Wake up to find the rain is gone
Waking up to a transformed situation, possibly symbolized by the absence of rain.
Did it fall all night?
Repeating the question about the duration of the rain, emphasizing uncertainty.
Oh well, I can't be your medicine
Affirming the inability to be a healing force for someone.
I've got to sleep alone tonight
Reiterating the necessity to confront personal challenges alone.
Wake up to find the rain is gone
Experiencing a positive change upon waking, possibly without the burden of rain.
Did it fall?
Pondering if the change endured or if it was temporary.
Did it change my world at all?
Reflecting on whether the past events had a substantial impact on one's world.
Did it fall?
Questioning the lasting effect of past experiences on personal growth.
Did it change my world at all?
Continuing to inquire about the transformative impact of past events.
Did it fall?
Persisting in the contemplation of the changes and their influence on the world.
Did it change my world?
Finalizing the contemplation on the enduring impact of past experiences on the world.
It's getting late and I can't stay
Repeating the sense of time passing and the inevitability of departure.
I'm going back, back to my ocean daze
Returning once again to the state of mind characterized as "ocean daze."
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