Can't Go on Like This
Breaking Free: Native Harrow's Reflection on Escaping the Chains of Routine
Lyrics
Warm sun is coming up the mocking birds cried all night
Warm sun is coming up, and the mockingbirds cried all night.
Must have heard about my flight, heard it in the wind
They must have heard about my departure, as the news carried through the wind.
About how I'm getting out, how I can't go on like this
The wind carries tales of my decision to leave, acknowledging that I can't continue in the current state.
I got so tired of feeling wrong, so sick of being drug along
I reached a point of exhaustion, tired of feeling wrong and being dragged along.
Do you remember being young?
Reflecting on the past, recalling the experience of being young.
Do you remember being young?
Prompting a repetition of the question, emphasizing the significance of remembering youth.
When all worry disappeared into the dust
Reminiscing about a time when worries disappeared into the dust.
I watched you stare into the day wondering how you ended up this way
Observing someone's contemplation of life, wondering how they ended up in their current situation.
An empty paper sits waiting you were a poet now afraid
An empty paper symbolizes lost creativity, a poet now gripped by fear.
How are you getting out, you can't go on like this
Prompting a similar question about their decision to break free, recognizing the inability to continue as is.
Are you tired of feeling wrong, sick of being drug along?
Addressing the fatigue of feeling wrong and the weariness of being pulled along.
Do you remember being young?
Invoking memories of youth, a time when worries faded away.
Do you remember being young?
Reiterating the importance of recalling the carefree days of youth.
When all worry disappeared into the dust
Describing a time when worries dissipated into the dust of forgotten concerns.
I guess I seem ungrateful running from all I have made
Expressing a sense of ingratitude for running away from accomplishments, possibly questioning the decision.
But I heard it in the wind it sounded like change
Hearing a call for change in the wind, reinforcing the decision to depart from the current situation.
About how I'm getting out, how I can't go on like this
Reiterating the resolve to leave and the acknowledgment that the current state is unsustainable.
Do you remember being young?
Eliciting memories of youth once again, emphasizing their significance in the context of the narrative.
Do you remember being young?
Repeating the question about remembering being young, underscoring its relevance to the overall theme.
When all worry disappeared into the dust
Reflecting on a time when worries naturally disappeared into the dust, highlighting the contrast with the present.
Heard it in the wind how I'm getting out
Hearing, once more, the call for change in the wind, affirming the decision to break free from the current situation.
How I can't go on like this
Emphasizing the inability to continue in the current state, echoing the sentiment expressed throughout the lyrics.
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