Lyrics
I know a girl
Introducing a girl
With eyes of gold
Her eyes are a golden color
Locks of chestnut
Her hair is a shade of chestnut
And a voice of old
Her voice sounds ancient or wise
She can sing
She has a powerful singing ability
Makes you cry
Her singing evokes tears
Makes you cower away from her smile
Her presence makes one shrink back from her smile
She is one of my good friends
She is considered a good friend
I know a man
Introducing a man
He has no name
He remains anonymous
He has no plan
He lacks direction or purpose
Only too much pain
He experiences excessive suffering
He wants to fly
He desires to soar but is unable to
But he cant grow wings
However, he excels at playing the blues
But he can play the blues like anything
Despite his inability to fly, music is his strength
He's one of my good friends
He is considered a good friend
Faces i know
Familiar faces, but they lack recognition of the speaker
But they don't know me
A sense of disconnect despite knowing faces
Wherever i go
Wherever the speaker goes, faces are all they perceive
All I can see
A feeling of being surrounded by faces
I can only take notion
The speaker can only grasp fleeting impressions of emotions displayed by faces
Of the faces blowing steam
Faces showing visible signs of emotions
Through human pockets of emotion
Describing human emotions as contained in pockets
I know a woman
Introducing a funny woman
Funny like hell
She has a great sense of humor
Walks into the room and
Her entry captivates the room
Casts her spell
She has a charismatic effect
She is a joker
She's playful and sets a jovial atmosphere
Sets the tone
However, she experiences loneliness despite her demeanor
But when she walks home, she walks alone
She's considered a good friend
She's one of my good friends
Emphasizing her significance as a friend despite her flaws
She ain't much but she is
Reiterating her value as one of the speaker's best friends
One of my best friends
A repetition of highlighting her importance
Faces i know
Familiar faces, lacking deeper connection
But they don't know me
There's a discrepancy in mutual recognition
Wherever i go
A recurring theme of perceiving faces without personal connection
All I can see
A persistent feeling of being surrounded by faces
I can only take notion
Continued observation of emotions displayed by faces
Of the faces blowing steam
Emotions being visually evident in people
Through human pockets of emotion
Describing emotions as pockets within humans
I know two brothers
Introducing two brothers
They look the same
They resemble each other
As the other
Their similarity is futile or meaningless
All in vain
Implies their similarity is without purpose
One is clever
One brother is intelligent
The other bright
The other brother is bright or clever
They haven't spoken since their mother died
They've ceased communication since their mother's passing
They're two of my best friends
Both brothers are considered the speaker's best friends
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