Like a Mother
Navigating the Abyss of Ambition: Like a Mother by Rocky Votolato
Lyrics
I guess that's it for this boy
I am concluding my involvement or existence as a boy.
He'll never write again
The boy, presumably the narrator, won't engage in writing anymore.
Something tells me I've been here before
I feel a sense of déjà vu, as if I've experienced this situation before.
And so long to apocalyptic visions in this head
Farewell to dramatic and catastrophic thoughts in my mind.
I'm going on to bigger and better things
I am progressing toward greater and more positive things.
Cause I'm tired
I am exhausted or worn out.
Like they were tired
Similar to others who were tired.
Like a Mother, she knows what tired means
Like a mother, I understand the profound fatigue mothers experience.
At the end of my century
This exhaustion is at the conclusion of my era or century.
We are all the authors of our own destruction
We are all responsible for our own downfall or ruin.
Help me to take what has been done here
Assist me in comprehending what has transpired here.
And put this into focus
Help me focus and make sense of the situation.
I've got a vision that's feeding on me
I have a vision that is consuming me.
This dirty ambition you see
This vision is tainted by a selfish and unscrupulous ambition.
Call it lack of perception
Labeling it as a lack of understanding or insight.
Problems lie in how we look upon everything
Issues arise from how we perceive everything.
Or is it that we haven't learned to see
Or maybe we haven't yet learned to truly see.
That simple vision with two eyes shows us nothing
A simple vision with two eyes may reveal nothing substantial.
And nothing's quite the color that it seems
Things are not as straightforward or clear as they appear.
I'm going crazy like they went crazy
I am losing my sanity, mirroring the way others lost theirs.
Going slowly - no much quicker than you think
Progressing into madness, perhaps faster than expected.
At the end of my century
This exhaustion is occurring at the conclusion of my era or century.
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