These Pines
Lost Among Unfamiliar Pines
Lyrics
These pines are not the ones that I'm used to
Expressing unfamiliarity with the current circumstances or surroundings.
They won't carry me home when I cry
Expressing a lack of support or solace from the current environment during emotional distress.
Am I too far gone to recover
Pondering if it's too late to recover from a difficult situation or if there's a chance for improvement.
Or can I turn if I try
Questioning the possibility of change if effort is made.
Should I trade my soul for another
Contemplating the idea of making a significant sacrifice for a different outcome.
Should I stay and pretend that I'm happy
Considering whether to feign happiness and continue a facade as done previously.
Like so many times before
Reflecting on a history of pretending to be happy in similar situations.
Yeah these pines
Reiterating the distinction that the mentioned pines do not belong to the speaker.
Are not mine
Emphasizing the lack of ownership or connection to the unfamiliar pines.
They don't smell so sweet
Comparing the scent of the current pines unfavorably to those in the speaker's memories.
Like the ones in my mind
Expressing a contrast between the present and idealized memories of pine trees.
And I search the needles
Searching for something metaphorical or symbolic within the current situation until time runs out.
'Til I run out of time
Continuing a search or journey until it becomes futile or without success.
But I don't see you in These Pines.
Not finding a particular person or expected presence in the current circumstances.
Di I stumble or falter my words
Questioning if there was a mistake or hesitation in the speaker's words or actions.
When I'm saying everything is all right
Admitting that despite reassurances, there might be an internal struggle or challenge.
I'm not one to release my depression
Acknowledging a reluctance to openly express feelings of sadness or despair.
But these trees bring it out every night
Attributing the emergence of depressive feelings to the presence of these specific trees.
Well I don't talk 'cos I'm trying to listen
Explaining a choice to remain silent and observe, possibly in an attempt to find solace in nature.
To the wind take me home through these leaves
Listening to the wind as a guide or source of comfort through the leaves of the mentioned trees.
But it's quiet and don't hear nothing
Highlighting the lack of external noise or guidance due to the absence of wind through these trees.
Cos the wind doesn't blow through these trees
Reiterating the silence and stillness of the mentioned trees, emphasizing their inability to provide comfort.
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