Maybe Next Year No. 2
Yearning Roads: Lily Talmers' Reflection on Change and Life's Tempo
Lyrics
How come after all this time you take the backroads through the gallows of my mind
Reflecting on the enduring nature of thoughts about a person, symbolized by "backroads through the gallows of my mind."
I dreamt a highway to escape the throes of knowing you again
Expressing a desire for an escape from the emotional struggles associated with reconnecting with someone.
Sing me a love song with words as simple as a child in a backyard
Requesting a simple love song, emphasizing innocence and simplicity.
Her fingers deep inside the dirt
Describing an intimate connection with nature, with fingers in the dirt suggesting a raw, grounded experience.
For I'd like to linger for a moment on the memory of that kid
Nostalgically reflecting on a past moment, wanting to savor the memory of a child.
Maybe I can call you once I've figured out how to be someone different
Contemplating personal transformation before reaching out to the person, seeking to be different.
Maybe next year is the year
Expressing hope for a positive change or resolution in the upcoming year.
Life goes on quick; hear it only slows for those who can afford it
Highlighting the swift passage of life, suggesting that time slows only for those privileged enough to afford it.
And you'll be rich before you're 40 like your dad says
Commenting on the pursuit of wealth and success, echoing a parental expectation.
But you might miss out on a few things in between
Acknowledging potential missed experiences in the quest for financial success.
We hope to die poor but spend our whole lives working hard for just to save more
Expressing a desire for a modest life but acknowledging the paradox of working hard to save money.
I'm not complaining, I'm just saying joy's a cheap whore
Positing that joy is undervalued or easily obtained, contrasting it with a metaphorical "cheap whore."
Don't take much money for a little conversation
Stressing the simplicity of finding joy in conversation, regardless of financial status.
So maybe I can call you once I've figured out how to be someone different
Reiterating the contemplation of personal change before reconnecting with the person.
Maybe next year is the year
Repeating the hope for positive change or resolution in the coming year.
I'm from the inside of a country that's been bleeding for a long time
Identifying with a country facing prolonged difficulties and acknowledging personal struggles.
These days a bruise is just a pool in steamy July
Describing the normalization of pain or difficulties, comparing a bruise to a pool in July.
You paint a blue sky and everything is fine
Highlighting the power of perspective, suggesting that painting a blue sky can make everything seem fine.
So maybe I can call you once I've gotten older I'll be someone different
Anticipating personal growth with age, indicating a desire to be a different person before reconnecting.
Maybe next year is the year
Reiterating the hope for positive change or resolution, suggesting it may come with aging.
How come after all this time I fool my sweet self into thinking that you're right
Questioning self-deception in holding onto the belief that the person is right after all this time.
I dream a highway I escape the throes of knowing you again
Repeating the desire to dream of a highway as an escape from the emotional turmoil of reconnecting.
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