In Words
Navigating Existence: A Melodic Journey Through Life's Turmoil
Lyrics
If we were all born with a pylon between our eyes
If everyone had a pylon between their eyes from birth
Would we notice the grass
Questioning whether people would still notice natural beauty like grass
Through metal bars and siren cries?
Considering the impact of industrial elements (metal bars, sirens) on perception
I'm running on highways and dust
Expressing a sense of constant movement on highways and in dusty environments
I've never been home but I know I must
Acknowledging unfamiliarity with home but recognizing the need to return
If I am a mouth that bit the hand that gave me life
If the speaker is someone who has harmed those who supported them
Then I'll kiss a chord
Willing to embrace music and artistic expression as a source of sustenance
Suck from melody, my fertile wife
Metaphorically describing melody as a fertile and nurturing partner
I'm having some trouble thinking straight
Experiencing difficulty in clear thinking or decision-making
To put it in words
Struggling to articulate or express thoughts and emotions
I hate to put it in words
Reluctant or unwilling to verbalize certain feelings
To long for the lark, a fickle wish, a fleeting wing
Expressing a desire for something elusive, like the song of a lark
But she won't be caught
The lark remains free and untethered, not easily captured or controlled
Tethered down, and forced to sing
Refusing to be confined or forced into a particular role
I'm having some trouble seeing clear
Experiencing difficulty in perceiving things clearly
I'll never get home I fear
Expressing doubt about ever finding a way home
And I must be left, for a little while, to walk my road
Feeling the need to be alone for a while to navigate personal challenges
The ways back are shut now
The paths to the past are closed, suggesting a sense of irreversibility
And I'll be left to tread alone
Being left to face challenges independently
I want to go home
Expressing a desire to return home
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