The Verge
Journey to the Depths: Unraveling the Soul in 'The Verge'
Lyrics
Virgil's purple bruises
Virgil has visible injuries in a purplish hue.
A hundred circular muses
There are numerous sources of inspiration or thoughts surrounding Virgil.
Fractals in his light brown eyes turn funny when he lies
Fractals in Virgil's light brown eyes become peculiar when he lies.
Virgil's blue excuses
Virgil provides blue-toned excuses for his actions.
Tells me that he's over cruising
He claims to be done with cruising, suggesting a change in behavior.
Stares a lot, his mouth in knots, he's too shy
Virgil is introverted, often silent, and appears uncomfortable, especially when staring.
And when he means it then he dies
When he is sincere, it feels like a part of him dies.
Goes to a fantasy where he controls the time
Virgil escapes to a fantasy where he controls time, possibly to cope with reality.
Nowhere, nowhere's too far
Nowhere is too distant for Virgil.
Closer than the stars. You know where you are
Despite the distance, you know your location is close to the stars.
Can you take me to the center of the earth
Asking to be taken to the center of the earth, a metaphor for seeking depth and meaning.
I want nothing less than the verge
Desiring nothing less than reaching the verge, symbolizing a significant point or transition.
I belong in the core
Expressing a sense of belonging to the core, a deep and essential part of existence.
Deep and dark and under the floor
Feeling profound and hidden, even beneath the surface.
Even with the wave of a wand
Despite magical gestures, the speaker still struggles with self-appreciation.
I'm still not fond of me no more
Not fond of oneself even with attempts to change.
Virgil's purple bruises
Reiteration of Virgil's visible injuries, suggesting persistent struggles.
Watching his mind loosen
Observing Virgil's mind unraveling or becoming more relaxed.
His head in the clouds he's thundering
Virgil is lost in his thoughts, creating a metaphorical thunderstorm in his mind.
He's browning out
Experiencing a blackout or loss of consciousness.
Can you take me to the center of the earth
Reiteration of the desire to reach the earth's center and the verge.
I want nothing less than the verge
Reiteration of the strong desire for a significant transition.
Can you take me to the center of your urge
Asking to be taken to the center of personal urges, seeking a profound change.
I want nothing less than the verge
Expressing a deep desire for a transformative experience.
Take these clocks and hand them to the clerks
Handing over clocks to clerks symbolizes relinquishing control over time.
They know how time works
Clarity that the clerks understand how time operates.
These paying patrons have no intention of surrendering their titles to you
People who pay are unwilling to surrender their titles, suggesting a struggle for power.
Its a fucking funny thing that happens when we lose our minds
Reflection on the peculiar and humorous nature of losing one's mind.
We look to the sky, the moon to the tide, it's the same ride
Turning to the sky and natural cycles (moon and tide) as constants in life.
Can you take me to the center of the earth
Reiteration of the desire to reach the earth's center and the verge.
I want nothing less than the verge
Reiteration of the strong desire for a significant transition.
Can you take me to the center of your urge
Asking to be taken to the center of personal urges, seeking a profound change.
I want nothing less than the verge
Expressing a deep desire for a transformative experience.
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