Leaving
Embracing Change: Unveiling the Depths of Transformation in Sasha Slug's 'Leaving'
Lyrics
My bed is a sweet thing, I'll wait to be cold
Feeling comfort in my bed, anticipating the arrival of coldness.
Withering leaves soften my soul
Decaying leaves bring a sense of softness or vulnerability to my inner self.
So many colours and they're all the same
There are numerous variations or experiences in life, yet they seem indistinguishable or uniform.
They're just covered and just different shades
These experiences are merely concealed or altered versions of one another.
Who did I used to be
Questioning my past identity.
Before the changing leaves
Reflecting on the person I was before changes occurred.
Who did I want to be
Contemplating the person I aspired to become.
Before you met me
Considering the version of myself prior to our meeting.
You've been here for a million days
You've been present in my life for an extensive period.
Wrapped in each other a million ways
We've been deeply intertwined and connected in numerous ways.
How many times will the wind scare me
Wondering how often will I be frightened by change or uncertainty.
Bitten by cold you're the snow the wind carries
Your presence in my life is both chilling and captivating like snow carried by the wind.
Who did I used to be
Reflecting again on my past identity.
Before the changing leaves
Considering the person I used to be before transformations occurred.
Who did I want to be
Contemplating the ideal self I wished to achieve.
Before you met me
Reflecting on the version of myself prior to our connection.
I'm blowing away
Feeling like I'm dissipating or fading away.
But you're here by my side
Despite this feeling, you remain present and supportive beside me.
I'm blowing away
Sensing myself drifting or disappearing.
But you're here by my side
Yet, despite this, you're still here with me.
Who did I used to be
Once more, reflecting on my past identity.
Before the changing leaves
Considering the person I was before changes took place.
Who did I want to be
Contemplating the desired self I aimed to become.
Before you met me
Thinking about the version of myself before our encounter.
Who did I use to be
Reflecting again on my past identity.
Before the changing leaves
Considering the person I used to be before changes happened.
Who did I want to be
Contemplating the ideal self I aimed to achieve.
Before you met me
Reflecting on the version of myself prior to our connection.
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