4 Walls

Ephemeral Echoes: Embracing Nature's Symphony
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Lyrics

Another perfect ending to another perfect day

Reflecting on the end of a perfect day

tomorrow’s found me waiting, expecting it that way

Anticipating tomorrow with the expectation of perfection

you may want 4 walls, well, I need a place to stay

Expressing a personal need for a place to stay

but when the birds are singing, it’s hard to keep away

Struggling to resist the allure of nature when surrounded by its beauty


I sit among the music of nature’s finest band

Immersed in the sounds of nature's orchestra

symphony of earth life is trembling in our hands

Acknowledging the fragility of Earth's ecosystems in human hands

take me, oh half moon, sheer glass and diving duck

Invoking natural elements like the half moon, sheer glass, and diving duck

bring me through the mist and drop me like a rock

Desiring a journey through mist and a sudden descent


I’ll soar downward through water grey and calm

Descending through calm waters, cleansing oneself

land on the bottom wash the blood off of my palms

Symbolic act of purification through immersion

you still want 4 walls, I guess I need them too

Recognizing the desire for a stable environment, acknowledging personal need

If I leave these 4 walls I’d be leaving you

Linking the concept of leaving physical walls with leaving a person


I’ll swim with you, oh beaver, the geese will ask me south

Connecting with nature, mentioning swimming with a beaver

to winter in the sunshine, snowflakes in my mouth

Being guided by natural elements towards a winter destination

I surface to the cold world, I gasp and look around

Emerging into the cold world after a submerged experience

In the blooming of the dogwood eternity is found

Finding eternity in the blossoming of a dogwood


Soaking up last moments, another perfect day

Reflecting on the perfection of moments, despite challenges

all the mess and heartache, I’ve got tears to give away

Acknowledging both the mess and heartache, expressing readiness to share tears

I’m waiting for a voice, I’ve heard it here before

Waiting for a familiar voice, possibly a spiritual connection

this sparkling winter water holds me to its shore

Describing a connection to winter water, emphasizing attachment to the present

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