Lyrics
I'm a mess, I guess.
I acknowledge that I am in a state of disarray.
It's what I asked for, it's what I needed.
I got what I asked for and needed, implying consequences.
Well, you know me better than that,
You have a deep understanding of me.
or at least you did and something happened.
But that understanding changed due to an event.
But once again something's happened.
Similar events occurred again, questioning the confidence we had.
The confidence you held in us is the rope we almost hung ourselves with.
The trust we had nearly led to our downfall.
At times I wonder if we really took the steps to break right through it.
Doubts about whether we took necessary actions to overcome challenges.
I know that there were better days, but to see the light and to feel the rays.
Recognition of better days, seeking positivity.
Life was always back and forth and we were idling or making useless progress.
Life had its ups and downs, alternating between stagnation and futile progress.
Waiting for the rain to stop.
Waiting for a difficult period to end.
Destination: beautiful.
Reference to a beautiful destination, still waiting for happiness.
Seems that I'm still waiting for the sun.
Continued waiting for a brighter future.
Someday will come back to us, if you're willing let it go.
Hope that better times will return if we are open to letting go of the past.
Why won't you just let this be your sun?
Encouragement to find personal happiness.
It seems like yesterday we had the world our way.
Recollection of a time when everything seemed perfect.
But some day we're heading for destruction.
Despite past glory, a realization that destruction is looming.
I'll ask you "What in the world should we do?"
Pondering on what actions should be taken in a challenging situation.
This light is green our break is through.
A decision is made to proceed (light is green), overcoming obstacles.
Are we not trying or are we trying too hard?
Reflecting on the effort being put in—questioning if it's too much or too little.
Well, you know I never want to miss,
Expressing a desire not to miss important moments.
I hold on tight and reminisce.
Clutching onto memories but feeling a mix of emotions.
But it's bittersweet to me.
The reminiscence is both enjoyable and painful.
When time stands still as it's trapped inside
Time seems to freeze, trapped in a symbolic letterbox.
the letterbox you gave back to me.
The return of a memento, but the narrator keeps revisiting it.
But I'm the one who keeps on reading.
The narrator continues to read the past, stuck in it.
But I'm the one who wants to let it go.
Despite reading, there's a desire to let go of the past.
I'm the first to speak.
The narrator takes the initiative to speak.
You're the last to know.
The recipient is the last to understand or acknowledge.
Another scene that we're creating,
Creating another scenario or situation, unsure of its significance.
I need to know if we're still making useless progress
Questioning the value of progress if it's futile.
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