Strangers in Fiction
Strangers in Fiction: A Tale of Unraveling Relationships
Lyrics
This is it: the latest draft of our manuscript
This marks the completion of our latest version of the story.
But as these pages fold and expose
As the pages unfold, they reveal the problems I'm unwilling to acknowledge.
The problems I'm not willing to admit
The main flaw is that we approach life like gardeners, not architects, watching our efforts wither.
Our only tragic flaw, we're gardeners, not architects
We plant seeds only to witness their failure.
Planting seeds only to watch them wilt
We should be actively working on the foundation until the structure collapses, akin to a disrupted song meter.
We should be digging in the trench
Suggesting a need for deeper commitment and effort.
Until the structure topples just like meter in a song
Reflection on mistakes is intentionally avoided.
Skip the page when you reflect on it
Questioning how things went wrong, still in a state of uncertainty.
Still wondering, "How could this go wrong?"
Victoria, tell that story I love
Asking someone named Victoria to narrate a beloved story.
Take it slow, you know I love the prose
Encouraging a deliberate and careful storytelling pace.
If the setting changed, would the ending stay the same?
Wondering if changing circumstances would affect the outcome.
If the plot's too slow, then you can choose your own
If the plot development is slow, the listener can create their own ending.
Pick up the pen; this can't be how the tale ends
Encouraging taking control and not accepting an undesirable conclusion.
The twist was way too obvious for a second installment
A twist in the story was too obvious for a sequel.
If only we had known about the tragedy and loss
Regretting not knowing about tragedy and loss in advance.
Whatever chapters you might chase you'll never save me from this epilogue
Despite efforts, certain chapters won't save from an inevitable conclusion.
Victoria, tell that story I love
Repetition of the request to Victoria to share the loved story.
Take it slow, you know I love the prose
Emphasizing the appreciation for a slow and deliberate narrative style.
If the setting changed, would the ending stay the same?
Considering whether a change in the environment would alter the outcome.
If the plot's too slow, then you can choose your own
Suggesting the option to create a personal ending if the plot progression is unsatisfactory.
Our only hope is the finale feels like home
The only hope lies in the conclusion feeling familiar and comforting.
What if I break?
Raising concerns about personal vulnerability and potential failure.
What if I can't compete?
Expressing worries about being inadequate or unable to meet expectations.
What if I hold up all my cards and let you see?
Contemplating the consequences of revealing everything.
And if I say something that makes you stay
If saying something impactful keeps someone, it becomes a crafted deception to save face.
It would be a masterpiece of fiction crafted just to save face
Victoria, tell that story I love
Reiterating the request to Victoria to tell the beloved story.
Take it slow, you know I love the prose
Reaffirming the preference for a slow and thoughtful writing style.
If the setting changed, would the ending stay the same?
Asking if changing circumstances would alter the story's conclusion.
If the plot's too slow, then you can choose your own
Suggesting the listener can craft their own ending if the plot is unsatisfactory.
Our only hope is the finale feels like home
Emphasizing the importance of the conclusion feeling like a familiar home.
What if I write the words that can make this right?
Contemplating the possibility of writing words that could rectify the situation.
Would it bring all these written pages back to life?
Wondering if the right words could revive the seemingly lifeless pages.
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