Lyrics
It kicks in like an ugly sound and I'm split divides me.
Feeling a sudden impact, possibly negative, like an unpleasant noise, causing a personal division.
Skull collides.
Head impact, possibly metaphorical, indicating a collision or conflict.
Such a long way down.
Expressing a significant emotional descent or challenge.
Such a big big bad.
Referring to a substantial, formidable challenge or obstacle.
Such a bright white light.
Describing a powerful and intense light, possibly symbolizing a revelation or realization.
Rubber crutch lands so hard.
Metaphorically describing the impact of a crutch, possibly indicating a support system that lands heavily.
I got to know the way, today
Expressing a need to understand a path or direction, with a repeated desire to fly away with someone.
'Cause you fly with me again, away
-I got to know the way, today
-'Cause you fly with me again, away
-This memory of you holds more than a photograph.
Highlighting the depth of a memory, surpassing the significance of a mere photograph or a collection of pictures.
It's much more than a book of old pictures locked away without a name.
-Some sit down.
Suggesting a contemplation on decisions and divisions, emphasizing the passage of time and distance from a past event.
Let the rest decide.
-Over what divided you.
-Besides, it's a long time now.
-Yea, so far away.
-No one cares too much over what happened to you.
-I got to know the way, today
Reiteration of the desire to understand a direction and to fly away with someone.
'Cause you fly with me again, away
-I got to know the way, today
-'Cause you fly with me again, away
-(I got to know the way, today)
Continued emphasis on the desire to know the way and fly away.
('Cause you fly with me again, away)
-It kicks in like an ugly sound and I'm split divides me.
Repetition of the impact metaphor, possibly indicating a cyclical nature of challenges or conflicts.
Skull collides.
-Such a long way down.
-Such a big big bad.
-Such a bright white light.
-Rubber crutch lands so hard.
-This memory of you holds more than a photograph.
Reiteration of the depth of a memory, extending beyond photographs or pictures without a name.
It's much more than a book of old pictures locked away without a name.
-This memory of you holds more than a photograph.
Final repetition of the significance of a memory, possibly emphasizing its enduring nature.
It's much more than a stack of oldâ?? pictures locked away, Dahlia.
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