Tiny Streams

Whimsical Symphony: Unraveling the Enigmatic Tale of 'Tiny Streams'
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Lyrics

Morning sun begins the day

Morning sun marks the beginning of the day.

Mothers child has gone away

A child of a mother has departed or moved away.

Locked inside the game that they taught him all to play

Metaphorically locked into societal games taught to him.

Closet city sleeping pretty tired from the day

The city, exhausted, is asleep after a busy day.

And if he leaves the tiny porch light dim

If he ventures out, keeping a dim porch light on to deter dogs.

He'll keep the dogs at bay

A precaution to ward off potential dangers.

Snotty little brat he plays

Referring to the child as a mischievous, insolent child.

Never puts his toys away

Indifferent to cleaning up after himself.

Breaks the ones he's used if they don't sparkle anymore

Breaking used toys if they lose their luster.

Dollies in the playhouse kissing

Toys in the playhouse engaged in peculiar activities.

All their little heads are missing

Alluding to the missing heads of the dolls.

Chop their tiny hands with this thing

Mentioning harming the dolls with a cutting tool.

That's what daddy bought them for

Implying a dark purpose behind the dolls' existence.

Red and White's turned blue today

A shift from red and white to blue, possibly symbolizing change.

I laugh to dry the tear away

Using laughter to cope with sorrow.

Sitting in my ceilings face

In a contemplative state, surrounded by a surreal environment.

This boiling rainbow webbing place

Describing a place with a vivid, chaotic, and colorful atmosphere.

Smiles soft anger feeling shapes

Expressions of emotion taking shape.

Of mouths and hands in sonic scapes

Sounds and images forming in a psychedelic landscape.

Fingers spanning psychic burning

A reference to the intensity of emotions and mental states.

Black Sabbath record turning

Mention of a Black Sabbath record playing, influencing the scene.

Pools of vision, understanding

Possibly describing a heightened state of perception.

Forms absorb to keep from laughing

Forms and thoughts preventing laughter are absorbed.

Climb the walls, half inside them

An experience of being half inside walls.

Other side, air is thin there

On the other side, the air is thin, possibly signifying a different reality.

Friends inside pull me to them

Friends from within drawing the speaker closer.

Cannot keep from laughing, laughing

An inability to restrain laughter, possibly due to the surreal experience.

Ripples from the portholes making contact

Ripples from portholes making contact, implying connections.

Center bending circles

A central point bending in circles, suggesting a distortion of reality.

Growing echoes of each other

Growing echoes of interconnected experiences.

Float reflections of this covered consciousness

Reflections of a covered consciousness in a state of introspection.

Inside this eggshell

Metaphorically inside an eggshell, possibly symbolizing vulnerability.

Masterpieces scattered not well spoken

Undertaking endeavors, despite not being well-articulated.

Yet still undertaken

Despite challenges, attempts at creating masterpieces.

Tiny streams of orchestration

Referring to small, intricate flows of musical arrangement.

Flow into this fisheye car ride

Merging into a distorted, fish-eye perspective car ride.

Leaning close to catch his good side

Getting close to someone's good side during this journey.

Tiny streams of orchestration

Reiteration of the small, intricate musical flows.

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