Solitude Is Exhausting
Solitude's Echo: Rediscovering Life's Purpose Through Broken Glass
Lyrics
I finally found it, that reason for living for another
I found a purpose for living for someone else.
I had it but lost it, twice now but I sauced it, I just couldn't be bothered
I had this purpose but lost it twice due to negligence, and I didn't care.
And now I'm picking up the pieces of glass that I can barely see myself in another book, another author
Recovering from setbacks, metaphorically represented as picking up shattered pieces, while exploring different perspectives through books and authors.
Solitude is exhausting, time is short and it's costing
Being alone is draining, and time is limited and valuable.
I need to wake up and get this show on the road
Feeling the need to wake up and take action in life.
So much sand in the desert, who am I even playing to
Questioning the purpose of personal efforts and actions, wondering who the intended audience is.
Who's receiving this heart, what's the point of the soul
Questioning the significance of emotions (heart) and the essence of existence (soul).
And now I'm picking up the pieces of glass that I can barely see myself in another book another author another reason to sin
Continuing the process of self-discovery through challenges and temptations.
You were my first just don't be my last and I'm afraid you'll be the next again. The next lesson life has to offer
Expressing fear of repeating past mistakes in relationships and life lessons.
Solitude is Exhausting, solitude is Exhausting
Emphasizing the exhausting nature of solitude, possibly repeating for emphasis.
Universe is expanding
Contemplating the vastness of the universe and its potential impact on human connections.
Is this what drives us all apart
Wondering if the expanding universe contributes to the distancing of individuals.
We be reaching and pulling so we don't drift back to the start
Describing efforts to maintain relationships and prevent regression to the beginning.
And it is my understanding that this world is all that we have, all we have
Stating a belief that the world is the only reality we have.
And now I'm picking up the pieces of glass that I can barely see myself in another book another author another reason to sin
Continuing the journey of self-discovery and temptation through literature and personal experiences.
You were my first just don't be my last and I'm afraid you'll be the next again
Expressing the fear of repeating the same mistakes with a plea not to be the last lesson in life.
The next lesson life has to offer but I don't want to do that again
Acknowledging the inevitability of life lessons but expressing reluctance to experience certain ones again.
But I don't want to do that again, do that again, do that again and again
Repeating the desire to avoid certain experiences in life.
And now I'm picking up the pieces of glass. Solitude is exhausting
Continuing the process of picking up shattered pieces while reiterating the exhausting nature of solitude.
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