When I'm Gone
Journey of Self-Discovery: When I'm Gone by Murat Elwan
Lyrics
Before I leave, just let me see
Expressing a desire to witness acknowledgment or awareness before departing.
That everyone knows I'm gone
Seeking assurance that everyone is aware of the departure.
And in between, the broken trees
Amidst difficulties ("broken trees"), maintaining faith in being discovered or recognized.
I will believe I am found
Believing in being found despite challenges.
And I go home again, it's time
Repeated emphasis on returning home, possibly indicating a longing for familiarity and comfort.
And I go home again, it's time
-To go home again, it's time
-To go home again, I'm going home again
-I know I can, that's why I do it
Affirmation of personal capability and acceptance of the aftermath for loved ones when gone.
And who I am, I feel it fading
-It's getting colder, getting colder
-Counting to ten, again and again
-Tell my family and friends
-It is okay when I'm gone
-And from the clouds, not too far away
Assurance of safety and observation from a distance, symbolized by being "not too far away" and looking down from clouds.
I will be safe looking down
-And I go home again, it's time
Reiteration of the theme of returning home, highlighting its inevitability.
And I go home again, it's time
-To go home again, it's time
-To go home again, I'm going home again
-I know I can, that's why I do it
Reflection on personal identity, its fading nature, and the increasing sense of coldness, possibly symbolizing emotional detachment.
And who I am, I feel it fading
-It's getting colder, getting colder
-Counting to ten, again and again
-I know I can, that's why I do it
-And who I am, I feel it fading
-It's getting colder, getting colder
-Counting to ten, again and again
-I know I can, that's why I do it
-And who I am, I feel it fading
-It's getting colder, getting colder
-Counting to ten, again and again and again
-I know I can, that's why I do it
Continued introspection on identity, fading, and the repetitive act of counting, suggesting a contemplative process.
And who I am, I feel it fading
-It's getting colder, getting colder
-Counting to ten, again and again and again
-I know I can, that's why I do it
Final repetition of the internal struggle, emphasizing the inevitability of change and the cyclical nature of self-reflection.
And who I am, I feel it fading
-It's getting colder, getting colder
-Counting to ten, again and again
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