Insomnia
Nights Unveiled: A Melodic Journey Through Lost Memories
Lyrics
Hold back the words that say I won't be here,
Expressing a desire to withhold words that suggest absence or departure.
Build up the nerve and switch to second gear.
Encouraging oneself to gather courage and progress to a more advanced stage.
Coffee stains tell me I should stay,
Noticing coffee stains as a sign indicating a need to stay, possibly in reflection or contemplation.
But tomorrow there's nothing left,
Acknowledging that the upcoming day holds no significance or purpose.
But these two paintings on my wall,
Referencing two paintings on the wall that symbolize the losses experienced in the past.
Showing everything we've lost.
Highlighting the portrayal of everything lost in the mentioned paintings.
And I forget how it ever got this far,
Expressing a sense of forgetfulness about how the situation reached its current state.
Those nights are never far enough away from me.
Reflecting on distant nights that still linger in memory and are not far enough away emotionally.
Last night the wind became my voice,
Describing a night where the wind symbolically became the speaker's voice.
But you did all the dreaming for us both.
Acknowledging that the dreaming or envisioning of a future was done by the partner.
Last night I didn't have a choice,
Indicating a lack of personal choice in a recent night's events.
Cause you did all the dreaming for us both.
Reiterating that the partner took on the responsibility of dreaming for both individuals.
I can't forget,
Expressing an inability to forget certain memories or experiences.
The way we held on to our pain,
Recalling the way both individuals clung to their pain and attempted to find solace in the midst of hardship.
And tried to dry off in the rain.
Reflecting on the struggle to find comfort during difficult times, using the metaphor of drying off in the rain.
When we first met,
Recalling the initial meeting between the speaker and their partner.
And all the times we never had,
Nostalgically mentioning occasions that were never experienced together.
Those nights are never far enough away from me.
Reiterating the lingering impact of certain nights on the speaker.
And I remember how I'd wake up so uncomfortable,
Recollecting uncomfortable mornings and questioning the coherence or sense in past actions.
Did anything we ever did make sense?
Pondering the meaningfulness of past actions and experiences.
And how I'd get sometimes knowing you were there with me... now I know I never slept at all.
Reflecting on the realization that genuine sleep was elusive during the mentioned experiences.
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