Sleeping Lions
Dreams Unearthed: Nostalgia and Growth in Sleeping Lions
Lyrics
So many friends, I've not been there
The singer feels disconnected from many of their friends.
I'm stuck in the mud but the grass is always greener
They feel stuck in a difficult situation but believe things appear better elsewhere.
On the other side
There's a perception that things are better on the "other side."
It's been a minute since I've seen her
It's been a while since they've seen someone significant.
I'm racing round dulwich park on tricycle with
Recalling a playful moment with someone named Aminah, riding a tricycle.
Aminah
The singer was a dreamer in the past.
Always was a dreamer
They appreciate reminiscing about good memories.
Nothing wrong with reminiscing
Recollection of a specific red spinning chair in someone's kitchen.
Oh! That spinny red chair you had in your kitchen
Nostalgia for the joys and innocence of youth.
The joys of being younger
The singer misses those joyful moments deeply.
Fuck I really miss them
They wish for happiness despite feeling emotional.
It's meant to be happy
A reference to striving for happiness and avoiding tears.
So please don't let your eyes glisten
Desire to reach a metaphorical 'Zion,' possibly an idealized state or goal.
Climb the hill to Zion
Repetition emphasizing the nostalgia for childhood and innocence.
Just to do a pile-on
-The bad boys of the nursery we're playing Sleeping Lions
-Yeah, Climb the hill to Zion
-Just to do a pile-on
-The bad boys of the nursery we're playing Sleeping Lions
-First of all, I'm nowhere near as hyper
Confidence in improved writing skills.
I'm a better writer
Desire for personal growth and a brighter future.
Traits change for the future to be brighter
The burden on the singer's shoulders feels lighter temporarily.
And that weight on my shoulder it gets lighter lighter
The weight returns, but the singer gains strength from enduring it.
Until I realise it never left I'm getting stronger
Life is a journey where one outgrows certain phases.
Life's a sonder
Transitioning to new experiences and sentiments.
Outgrown so I move to another place
Recognizing that small experiences shape one's identity.
Another space sentiment increases on the way
The singer searches for happier times, symbolized by an attic.
The small things made who you are today
Rediscovering childhood games and memories.
But I'm searching through my attic trying to look for better days
Reflecting on simpler emotions and moments spent with family.
I find all my ps2 games
Recollection of childhood playfulness and imagination.
Simpsons hit and run
-Remember feelings they were simple ones
-Still got the mind of kid when I sit with mum
-I put on a loop
-I close my eyes, sit and hum
-What's else was there
A playful reference to being bossy or authoritative.
Bossy boots like a barister
Recalling dressing up as various characters during childhood.
Literally, dressed up as every single character
-Doctors, Ninja Turtles, Power Rangers
-I don't know how my parents coped
Wondering how parents coped with the singer's energetic behavior.
Cos I'd be up for ages
The singer struggled to settle down, even during the game of 'Sleeping Lions.'
I never settle down unless it was sleeping lions
-But even then I found it hard to stay lying
The singer finds it hard to relax and sleep in, a trait that hasn't changed.
Not much has changed
-I still can't catch a Lie in
-What time is it Mr Wolf find out on a dandelion
A playful reference to finding out the time using a dandelion, indicating a carefree attitude.
Climb the hill to Zion
Reiteration of the nostalgia for childhood games and innocence.
Just to do a pile-on
-The bad boys of the nursery we're playing Sleeping Lions
-Yeah, Climb the hill to Zion
-Just to do a pile-on
-The bad boys of the nursery we're playing Sleeping Lions
-Climb the hill to Zion
-Just to do a pile-on
-The bad boys of the nursery we're playing Sleeping Lions
-Yeah, Climb the hill to Zion
-Just to do a pile-on
-The bad boys of the nursery we're playing Sleeping Lions
-Comfort in myself reap what I sow
The singer reflects on personal growth, unsure if their current path was the right one.
I'm still a tiny little seed finding new ways to grow
-I'll never know if this is this life was the right way to go
-Haven't cried this much since my mum used to comb my fro
-Way back, to a simpler time
Reminiscing about simpler times, specific memories, and creative beginnings.
I remember Christmas Chalcoft road '05
-That Playmobile helicopter played with it all night
-I wrote song song a little two step in time
-That's when I started to rhyme
-And I played with all my little toys
-But now silver is the gold for the older boys
-Who are turning to men
Transitioning from childhood to adulthood, writing with different perspectives.
We write from different angles
-Perception of the pen
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