Life of Dreaming
Echoes of Desires: Pedro Vulpe's Journey Through Broken Dreams
Lyrics
In the silence I hear the clock ticking
In the silence, the ticking clock is audible.
my skin is warm against the cold evening
The speaker's warm skin contrasts with the cold evening.
The scars I'm aware have left my bed
Awareness of scars from past experiences remains in the speaker's bed.
To chase me in a walk for meaning
The speaker embarks on a quest for meaning, pursued by these scars.
I live as I dream, I fight as I love
The speaker lives and dreams with a parallel commitment to fighting and loving.
It'll cost me the world to bloom as a god
Becoming god-like comes at a significant cost to the speaker.
But here I am now
Despite challenges, the speaker is present in the moment.
When everything else has been broken
After enduring everything else breaking, the speaker remains.
With a fistful of hate
The speaker holds onto a fistful of hate.
I numbered the days
The speaker counts and numbers their days.
To open my rugged heart
The speaker takes a risk to open their hardened heart.
I gambled and lost
A gamble is taken, resulting in loss for the speaker.
The mercy, the call
Mercy and a call to action are sought to dismantle a troubling question.
To tear this question apart
Fever and war are elements the speaker faces to break free.
The fever, the war
Locked out too far, unreachable and beyond redemption.
Locked out too far
The end seems closer than never before.
To be reached and ended for good
The speaker contemplates worthiness of heaven, but not in the right mood.
Is closer than never
A mood incongruent with heavenly aspirations.
I may be worthy of heaven
The speaker turns away from a predetermined fate to create their own.
But I'm not quite in the mood
A plea not to be fooled again, warning of limited endurance.
And turning my back to this fate
Reiteration of turning away from a destined path.
I've made one of my own
The speaker creates a destiny of their own making.
Don't be ashamed and fool me again
A call to avoid shame and deception, with a limited lifespan for tolerance.
I won't last too long
The speaker's endurance won't last for an extended period.
And turning my back to this fate
Reiteration of turning away from a destined path.
I've made one of my own
The speaker creates a destiny of their own making.
Don't be ashamed and fool me again
A plea not to be fooled again, warning of limited endurance.
I won't last too long
The speaker's endurance won't last for an extended period.
'Cause I, I beg for a life of dreaming
A plea for a life centered around dreaming.
'Cause I, I beg for a life of dreaming
A repetition of the plea for a life focused on dreaming.
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