Lyrics
Walking down this old boulevard
Reflecting on the past while strolling through an old street
Where the train tracks cross and it never changes
Noticing a consistent point where train tracks intersect, symbolizing stagnation
Got these decade old fears and pain all firmly tucked away
Bearing long-lasting fears and pain, securely hidden over the years
I lost my name and forgot my age
Experiencing a sense of identity loss and memory lapse
They're a waste of time and they don't define me
Dismissing the significance of past struggles as they do not shape one's essence
Such an axiomatic way to die
Commenting on the predictable and self-evident nature of a certain way of perishing
I never will
Committing to resist succumbing to the mentioned demise
It's a little more than that dear (now I know)
Acknowledging that the situation is more complex than initially perceived
Each song we sing's unique like everybody else (but I don't mind)
Recognizing the uniqueness of each song despite shared human experiences
So turn it to 11
Encouraging intensifying the emotional impact, possibly referring to turning up the volume
Is there any other time better than now?
Pondering if the present moment is the most opportune time
Walking down this old boulevard
Repeating the imagery of walking through the same old street
Where the train tracks cross and it never changes
Reiterating the unchanging nature of the intersection of train tracks
Got these decade old fears and pain all firmly tucked away
Emphasizing the persistence of old fears and pain, carefully concealed
I lost my name and forgot my age
Re-emphasizing the sense of personal loss and forgetfulness
They're a waste of time and they don't define me
Reiterating that past struggles do not have a defining impact
But if I sit here for long enough
Contemplating the possibility of enduring rain if one remains in a certain state for a prolonged period
Then everyday it rains
Suggesting that prolonged stagnation results in a metaphorical rainy atmosphere
Sometimes I feel like we're all the same
Expressing a sense of shared humanity and commonality
It's a little more than that dear (now I know)
Reiterating the complexity of the situation, expanding on the earlier acknowledgment
Each song we sing's unique like everybody else (but I don't mind)
Restating the uniqueness of individual experiences amidst shared aspects
So turn it to 11
Encouraging a heightened emotional experience, possibly through music or expression
Is there any other time better than now?
Prompting contemplation on the present moment as the most favorable time
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