Slumber Queen
Dreams Unveiled: The Enigmatic Tale of the Slumber Queen
Lyrics
There was a woman no head of her own
Describing a woman without an independent identity.
Her body was soft her bed was stone
Her physical form is soft, but her resting place is cold and hard.
Twist up the rags for her alone
Creating something for her alone, perhaps a metaphorical representation of her unique situation.
We are all awkward in this world unknown.
Expressing the universal awkwardness in an unfamiliar world.
She had fell to sleep obscene
She has fallen into an indecent sleep, suggesting a departure from a meaningful existence.
As if her life had never been
Her slumber erases the traces of her past life.
Twist up the rags and wash her clean
Symbolically cleansing her with the act of twisting up rags.
She has become the Slumber Queen.
She transforms into the Slumber Queen through this process.
She is there to visit but she cares for none
She is present but indifferent to others.
Her sleep is calm her hair undone
Her sleep is peaceful, and her appearance is untidy.
She moves her mouth and words are won
Speaking, but her words hold little significance.
She says take your blessed things and run
Advising to take valuable possessions and leave, implying detachment.
There is joy in sorrow there is love intense
Contrasting emotions coexist – joy within sorrow and intense love.
The things she says may not make sense
Her statements may lack logical coherence.
Twist up the rags for eloquence
Using rags to articulate eloquence, suggesting unconventional means of expression.
Because she herself is blessed and ignorant
She is both blessed and ignorant simultaneously.
My heart is dirty my life is clean
Personal admission of a tainted heart but a clean life.
My legs are weak from walking me
Physical weakness resulting from life's journey.
Carry me down so I can see
Requesting assistance to witness the unchanged Slumber Queen.
She has not moved the Slumber Queen
Emphasizing the Queen's immobility during the interaction.
Queen says there is no light, there is no phone
Queen describes a lack of external guidance or communication.
There is this when you're alone
Presence of a unique experience when alone.
Your blood on the paper your socks full of stones
Symbolic elements of personal struggle and burden.
We are all awkward in this world unknown.
Reiteration of the universal awkwardness in an unknown world.
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