Lyrics
I used to think one day I'd learn the truth about life
I once believed that I would eventually discover the fundamental truths about life.
Nailed everything I saw to the wall of certainties
I firmly attached everything I encountered to the wall of absolute certainties.
Then life came along and casually pulled down
Life unexpectedly dismantled my secure structure.
My house
Metaphorically, my 'house' of certainties was destroyed.
Used to think I would understand things
I used to believe that I could comprehend the complexities of life.
Now I learned there´s nothing to be understood
I have now realized that there is nothing definite or comprehensible.
Then I believed everything I touched
Formerly, I thought everything I touched was an unattainable lie.
Was a lie impossible to live up to
I believed that living up to those lies was impossible.
Pull down brick by brick
Dismantling, piece by piece, the protective barrier around my life.
The fence around my life
Tearing down the defenses and illusions I built around myself.
Burnt the flowers ´cos I thought
Destroying the positive aspects (flowers) because I perceived them as excuses or justifications.
I thought they were alibis
Viewing certain things as mere alibis or false justifications.
Used to think I would understand things
I thought I could comprehend the intricacies of life.
Now I learned there´s nothing to be understood
I have now learned that there is nothing specific that can be understood.
Now I observe constructions around me
Observing the complex structures and facades people create around themselves.
The architecture of sophisticated lives
Referring to the intricate designs of sophisticated lives.
Warehouses to pile up mistakes
Describing places (warehouses) where mistakes are stored.
Woodsheds to hide the dreams we give up on
Woodsheds symbolize hiding places for abandoned dreams.
Used to think I would understand things
Similar to line 15, expressing the past belief in understanding.
Now I learned there´s nothing to be understood
Reiteration that there is nothing definitive to understand.
I used to think one day I'd get to be something
Formerly, I believed I would eventually become something significant.
Now there's nothing that I wanna be
Current disillusionment with the lack of desire for any specific identity or purpose.
There's nothing I can be 'cause I'm nothing
Acknowledging a sense of nothingness, lacking a defined identity or purpose.
There's nothing I can be, not worth trying
Emphasizing the perceived futility of trying to be something significant.
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