Lyrics
Long ago, or so it seems
Reflecting on a distant past, possibly a nostalgic reference
The flowers were taller than the trees
Exaggerated imagination of a flourishing garden, emphasizing its vitality
I did my best to keep this garden alive
Effort to maintain the garden's vitality
But it died, it died, it died
Repetition emphasizes the garden's demise
I call myself a gardener
Self-identification as a gardener, a past sense of purpose
But these days all I do is sleep in flower beds
Metaphorical withdrawal from responsibilities, seeking solace
The vines they wrap around my legs
Feeling trapped or constrained by life's challenges
They've broken through the fence
Breaking of boundaries, loss of control
The roots they dig into my head
Feeling overwhelmed, thoughts encroach like invasive roots
And nothing's making sense
Sense of confusion and disorientation
Oh I watch the fights
Observation of internal conflicts or struggles
Between the demons in my mind
Reference to inner turmoil and psychological battles
They clash, they yell and scream and cry
Intensity and chaos within the mind
And I can't pick a side
Feeling unable to make a clear decision or choose a side
One prick too many and
Sensory overload, nearing a breaking point
I swear I might break
Mental and emotional fragility
And the doctors confused
Confusion experienced by those trying to help
By the chances that I take
Risk-taking behavior puzzling to observers
These here potions
Hope placed in unconventional remedies
Are made from old plants and trees
Belief in the effectiveness of nature-based medicine
The studies show they'll save you
Expectation of healing based on statistical probability
With a seventy percent guarantee
Repeated reference to withdrawal from responsibility
I call myself a gardener
Metaphorically seeking refuge in sleep among flowers
But these days all I do is sleep in flower beds
Similarity to lines 6 and 23, reinforcing withdrawal
The vines they wrap around my legs
Continued feeling of entrapment or restriction
They've broken through the fence
Further breakdown of boundaries and loss of control
The roots they dig into my head
Increasingly invasive thoughts affecting mental stability
And nothing's making sense
Continued confusion and lack of clarity
Oh I watch the fights
Reiteration of witnessing internal conflicts
Between the demons in my mind
Continued description of inner turmoil
They clash, they yell and scream and cry
Repetition emphasizing chaos within the mind
And I can't pick a side
Feeling of being stuck without a clear choice
You know I watch the fights
Reiteration of observing internal struggles
The demons in my mind
Continued description of inner turmoil and conflict
They yell and scream and cry
Reiteration of chaos within the mind
And I can't pick a side
Continued inability to make a decision or choose a side
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