Just Stay in Bed
Embracing Shadows: Finding Solace and Connection in Stillness
Lyrics
I like it here in bed
I find comfort and enjoyment in staying in bed.
Don't push me out instead
Don't force me to leave; let me stay here.
If you miss me, I will pull down the sheets
If you miss me, I'll make space for you in bed by pulling down the sheets.
There's much we can do here
There are many things we can do while in bed.
alone or together
We can be alone or together, depending on your preference.
Whatever you please, it will please me
Whatever you choose to do will make me happy.
I'm sure
Confident that your choice will please me.
Right now, I'm unhappy and happy feels sappy
Currently, I'm experiencing a mix of unhappiness, and happiness seems cliché.
With you here beside me, something will rise
With you beside me, something positive will emerge.
And the evening will fly
The evening will pass by quickly.
Fly into sunrise, we're out of the shadows
We'll move away from difficulties and darkness into a brighter phase.
And maybe, just maybe, I won't wanna hide
Perhaps, I won't feel the need to hide anymore.
But hiding is fine for me
Being in hiding is acceptable for me.
And if you push this into something so bright
If you push things too far, it may blind me to reality.
That my eyes fail to see
In that case, you'll face the consequences with me.
You will go down with me
I can be still as a pond when
I can remain calm and still like a pond.
The lily pads keep to themselves
Similar to lily pads, I keep to myself when needed.
No direction in hand
Without a clear direction, like a pond with no flow.
You're always going and flowing like
You're constantly moving and flowing, much like rivers crashing over rocks.
Rivers that crash over rocks
You know how to navigate challenges and land gracefully.
And know just how to land
I like it here in bed
Reiterating the preference for staying in bed.
Alone when I'm feeling dead
Being alone in bed is a solace when feeling emotionally drained.
Death is a terrible place to stay long
Death is a terrible state, but I can't avoid it.
But I can't control it
I can't control the slow progression of poison, likely a metaphor for a negative influence.
The poison's a slow drip
The day is dim, and there's nothing I can do about it.
Dim is the day and there's nothing
To be done about it
-So, if you miss me
If you miss me, I'll make room for you in bed again.
I will pull down the sheets
Perhaps, with your presence, the darkness and negative feelings will diminish.
And maybe, just maybe, the dark will subside
The positive feelings will prevail.
And the rise will feel fine
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