Lyrics
What took the heart so long to wake up
Reflecting on the delayed awakening of the heart.
From living inside a lovers past
Emerging from the influence of a past lover.
What took the mind so long to make up
Considering why the mind took so long to decide.
That it was time for new photographs
Acknowledging the need for new experiences, captured metaphorically as "new photographs."
I made a promise to myself
Making a personal commitment to well-being.
To stay well
A pledge to avoid certain people or situations for self-preservation.
That there's certain faces I just can't see
Acknowledging difficulty in facing specific individuals.
So I kissed you goodbye
Deciding to part ways with a significant other.
I know that I must look like a liar
Awareness of the appearance of dishonesty in the decision.
But that was the price to stay true to myself
Accepting the cost of staying true to oneself.
And it's hard to describe
Expressing the challenge of describing the emotions involved.
But holding to you was fuel to the fire
Admitting that holding onto the past fueled inner turmoil.
Now I'm out of hell I've broken the spell
Feeling liberated and breaking free from a negative influence.
What took the heart so long to break up
Reflecting on the prolonged reluctance to end a relationship.
From holding on tight to a love gone bad
Letting go of a toxic love that held on tightly.
So many nights I used to wait up
Nostalgia for the past, waiting for something that is no longer attainable.
Hoping to find what I once had
Longing for the lost connection and trying to recapture it.
So I made a promise to myself
Renewing a commitment to personal well-being.
To stay well
Reiterating the avoidance of certain triggering faces or situations.
That there's certain faces I just can't see
Acknowledging the challenge of facing specific individuals.
So I kissed you goodbye
Choosing to say farewell to a significant other.
I know that I must look like a liar
Awareness of the perceived dishonesty in the decision to part ways.
But that was the price to stay true to myself
Accepting the personal cost of staying true to oneself.
And it's hard to describe
Expressing the difficulty in describing the emotional experience.
But holding to you was fuel to the fire
Acknowledging that clinging to the past fueled inner turmoil.
Now I'm out of hell I've broken the spell
Experiencing freedom and liberation from the emotional spell.
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