Bliss
Embracing Uncertainty: Finding Comfort in Chaos
Lyrics
She called me typical
She labeled me as ordinary or predictable.
And I know that I haven’t grown up since high school
I acknowledge that I haven't matured since my high school days.
I still drive on the same streets and shout the same words
I still navigate through the same streets and express myself in the same way.
Over the crack of my broken stereo
Amidst the sounds of my damaged stereo, I continue.
Whoa-uh-oh
An expressive interjection, perhaps reflecting an emotional state.
But I know
I am aware.
I know, that I don’t know what’s going on
I acknowledge my lack of understanding about the current situation.
But I’ll keep walkin' onward cause I
Despite not knowing, I persist in moving forward because...
Just don’t know any other way
I don't have any other method or approach.
To keep my head straight
It's my way of maintaining clarity in my thoughts.
She said, that I don’t know what’s going on
Reiteration that I am not fully aware of the circumstances.
But I feel like ignorance is bliss
Despite the uncertainty, I find comfort in ignorance.
I found solace in common ground
I discovered comfort in shared experiences or commonality.
Common ground that’s breaking down
The common ground that brought solace is deteriorating.
We’ll keep spinning in circles
We will continue in repetitive cycles.
Our hands in the air
We express ourselves with our hands raised.
I’ll keep singing the same song
I persist in singing the same song.
Until my lungs hurt
Until my vocal cords ache, I'll continue.
We were alive and alone
We were alive but isolated.
Crowded room on our own
In a crowded room, we felt alone.
I’ve never felt so at home
I have never felt so comfortable or at ease.
Take my hand take it slow
Invitation to hold hands and proceed slowly together.
Oh won't you take it slow
A plea to take the journey at a leisurely pace.
It’s been a long, long time since we have had the thought
It's been a significant amount of time since we considered...
To just get out of our own way
...getting out of our own way, suggesting self-imposed obstacles.
There’s a chance
There's a possibility.
There’s a chance, that I have lost my mind
Admission that I may have lost touch with reality.
But I think we’ll be fine with a little time
Optimism that things will improve with time.
We’ll keep spinning in circles
We will continue in repetitive cycles.
Our hands in the air
We express ourselves with our hands raised.
I’ll keep singing the same song
I persist in singing the same song.
Until my lungs hurt
Until my vocal cords ache, I'll continue.
We were alive and alone
We were alive but isolated.
Crowded room on our own
In a crowded room, we felt alone.
I’ve never felt so at home
I have never felt so comfortable or at ease.
Take my hand take it slow
Invitation to hold hands and proceed slowly together.
Slow this down I know it’s not worth my time
A plea to decelerate as it's not worth the time investment.
To stay and fight for something
Not willing to fight for something if it's not meaningful.
Just because it gets me through the night
Choosing a temporary escape to endure the night.
But she put her hand in mine and she said
She reassures me by holding my hand, affirming my significance.
You were the one
Confirmation that I am the chosen one.
You were the one
Reiteration that I am the chosen one.
I’ve lost the thought of losing this darling
The fear or concern of losing the cherished relationship is absent.
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