Empty Arms
Embracing Solitude: Scott Seskind's Melodic Reflection on Love and Loss
Lyrics
I think of you late at night
I contemplate thoughts of you during the late hours.
wondering why were apart
Questioning the reason behind our separation.
the darkness fades to light
The darkness of the night transitions into daylight.
I'm sleeping in my own empty arms
I find myself alone, embracing my own arms while sleeping.
Well I've been dreamin' ‘bout the way things were
I've been reminiscing about how things used to be.
and of what I could of done
Reflecting on what actions I could have taken differently.
but watching out of my way
Being cautious in my path or choices.
has been enough for me
Being careful has sufficed for me.
We do not have to stay here
Expressing the freedom to leave this situation.
this ain't the only way
Implying there are alternate ways to handle this.
living doesn't have to mean
Suggesting that existence doesn't necessarily equate to living in fear.
dying afraid
The idea that one doesn't have to face death with fear.
And maybe they have more to show
Others might have more visible achievements to display.
to prove they ain't been wasting their time
Implying they might not have wasted their time.
but I have you
Recognizing the presence of the person being addressed.
and we've been doing alright
Feeling content with how things have been going with that person.
I'm not being negative
Clarifying the intention isn’t negativity but honesty.
I'm just trying not to lie
Striving to avoid falsehoods.
but the only time I feel at ease
The only time feeling relaxed is when looking at things from the other's perspective.
is when I look up through your eyes
Finding peace when seeing the world through the eyes of the person addressed.
I think of you late at night
A repetition of contemplating thoughts of the person during nighttime.
wondering why were apart
Reiterating the pondering about the reason for separation.
the darkness fades to light
Similar to line 3, transitioning from darkness to light.
I'm sleeping in my own empty arms
Feeling alone, embracing one's own arms while sleeping.
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