Matriarch of Manhattan
Lost Dreams in Concrete Jungle: Matriarch's Melancholy
Lyrics
You swore that you'd leave, and the world would lay at your feet
You made a promise to leave, expecting success and admiration.
Like it was hanging in your reach
You thought success was easily attainable.
The books that you read, and the movies you watched in bed
Influences from books and movies convinced you there was nowhere better.
Convinced you there was nowhere else
You believed there was no alternative to your chosen path.
And the city was the perfect fit, as if God himself had always had it planned
You saw the city as a perfect fit, as if it was destined for you.
Waited for years to get you in
You waited for a long time for the city to embrace you.
There was never a crown to claim
No recognition or reward was waiting for you.
And the people never mentioned your name when they spoke
Your presence was not acknowledged by the people when they spoke.
No one replaced any monuments
No monuments were dedicated to you.
And in your silence was the instant regret
Your silence reflected immediate remorse for leaving loved ones.
Of leaving the ones that you love
You regret leaving those you love.
And trading them in for a life that wasn't ever enough
You traded meaningful connections for an unsatisfying life.
There's no love outside your window in the street
No love is visible outside your window; the city seems cold.
Just an empire moving with time and machines in the dust
The city is an empire, mechanical and indifferent.
And Everyone is on display, day and night are all the same
People are constantly on display, days and nights blend together.
But it's not the traffic or the lights that keeping you awake
Your insomnia is not caused by city lights or traffic.
You feel like the restless ghost
You feel like a restless ghost, disconnected from your past.
Of the North Atlantic coast, out on your own
You feel isolated, like a ghost from the North Atlantic coast.
Even though you still exist
Your existence has changed since leaving; you're no longer the same.
It's not the same way that you did, when you had a home
You still exist, but it's not the same as having a home.
There was never a crown to claim
No crown or recognition was earned.
Now your family only mentions your name as a joke
Your family now mentions you as a joke.
It's a matter of consequence
Your situation is a result of your choices and actions.
That's what you get when you walk out on your friends
Consequences follow when you abandon your friends.
For the sake of being someone your not
You sacrificed authenticity for a false identity.
You killed for the cause but no one even cares that you're gone
You fought for a cause, but nobody cares about your absence.
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