Lyrics
It's always been a bit at a time
Progress has always been gradual for me.
I got my tongue tied up
I struggle to speak coherently.
And my eyes still shut,
My perception is limited; I'm not fully aware.
So you better gather in the waiting line.
Prepare to wait for me; I need time to catch up.
I can only hear you scream
I can only acknowledge your distress when you're close.
If you're standing right in front of me
Calm but firm, unlike something fragile at sea.
Calm but stable
A contrast to instability, implying resilience.
Unlike a nutshell on the sea.
Comparing stability to a nutshell adrift in the sea.
I can find my own little
Finding solace in chaos.
Comfort in this mess
A personal comfort amidst disorder.
But I can't scrub the bloodstains
Unable to erase the guilt or consequences.
Off my dirty hands.
A metaphor for involvement in something morally questionable.
It's always been a bit at a time
Reiteration of gradual progress and struggle with communication.
I got my tongue tied up
Continued difficulty expressing oneself.
And my eyes still shut,
Ongoing lack of awareness or insight.
So you better gather in the waiting line.
Emphasis on the need for patience and understanding.
It's never been so easy
Sleeping peacefully is now achievable.
To sleep at night
Every day adds to the challenges faced.
Every new day's a brick
Symbolic reference to difficulties faced, building up over time.
On a borderline
An attempt to erase or forget past challenges.
I try to scratch off the map
Struggling to overcome remaining obstacles.
The few that are left
Focusing on self-preservation.
This time we will
Taking responsibility for one's well-being.
Look after ourselves I'm freezing but it's summer time
Enduring challenging circumstances despite the contradiction.
My body fell asleep in a blaze
A metaphor for experiencing discomfort in favorable conditions.
Every step you're taking towards me
Moving closer is met with deception or false representation.
Is another dream I fake.
Each step towards me is a fabricated illusion.
I can find my own little
Finding personal peace amid disorder.
Comfort in this mess
Repeated struggle to cleanse oneself of guilt.
But I can't scrub the bloodstains
Continued difficulty in overcoming past wrongdoing.
Off my dirty hands.
Symbolic representation of guilt or involvement in immoral actions.
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