Tilden
Discovering Depths: Emotions Unveiled in "Tilden" by Plastic Picnic
Lyrics
You don't like it, but follow his every move.
You dislike it, but you closely observe and imitate his every action.
You were caught on his shoulder, you know it's true.
You were discovered or exposed while being supported by him, and this fact is undeniable.
We'll pretend that is different, but people know--simple mistakes our brothers show.
We'll pretend that things are different, but people can see through the facades—simple mistakes reveal the true nature of our connections.
You're falling in the mood,
You are entering a particular state of mind or emotion.
Your body is alive.
Your physical being is vibrant and full of life.
You're falling in the mood,
You are entering a particular state of mind or emotion.
Your body is a lie.
Your physical being is deceptive or false.
cnd every line that you wrote,
Each statement or expression you made sank to the depths within you.
Sank to the bottom of you.
Your previous expressions or lines of thought have reached the lowest point of your being.
You're falling back on--Every line you drew, sank to the bottom of you.
You are reverting to past patterns—every idea or plan you had has sunk within you.
Parallel yellow lines, you recognize from a former life
Recognizing familiar but separate paths in life, possibly indicating a sense of nostalgia.
Now falling back towards her shelter,
Returning to a place of safety, possibly seeking refuge or comfort.
Hoping you'll drown before the weather.
Hoping to overcome challenges before they worsen, possibly related to emotional struggles.
You're falling in the mood,
You are entering a particular state of mind or emotion.
Your body is a lie.
Your physical being is deceptive or false.
cnd every line that you wrote,
Each statement or expression you made sank to the depths within you.
Sank to the bottom of you.
Your previous expressions or lines of thought have reached the lowest point of your being.
You're falling back on--Every line you drew, sank to the bottom of you.
You are reverting to past patterns—every idea or plan you had has sunk within you.
Every line you drew, sank to the bottom of you.
Reiteration that all the lines of thought or expression have submerged deep within you.
Every question you wondered to,
All the questions you pondered on contributed to weighing you down, anchoring you firmly.
It held you down, it kept you grounded like glue.
Questions and uncertainties held you in place, providing stability like glue.
Every line you drew, sank to the bottom of you.
You are reverting to past patterns—every idea or plan you had has sunk within you.
Every line you drew, sank to the bottom of you.
Reiteration that all the lines of thought or expression have submerged deep within you.
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