Streets of Venice
Rediscovering Life's Sparks: Streets of Venice InsightsLyrics
I follow the west wind
I am guided by the west wind.
Follow the tide
Following the natural flow of events, like the tide.
I follow the things that make me feel alive
I pursue experiences that bring me a sense of vitality.
Breathing in softly
Breathing in gently, perhaps reflecting on life.
Turning off time
Turning away from the concept of time.
Swallowing past hurt that made me lose mind
Accepting and moving past past hurts that affected my sanity.
And you sat right by my side
Someone was by my side during this process.
But I only want what's mine
I desire only what rightfully belongs to me.
Thought you would be there
Expectation of someone's presence.
Thought that you cared
Believed that there was genuine concern or interest.
Thought just maybe there was a spark inside
Hopeful about a potential emotional connection.
Dreaming up stories
Crafting imaginative narratives about possibilities.
Of what could be
Envisioning what the future could hold.
The streets of Venice convinced both you and me
Attributing significance to the streets of Venice in confirming mutual conviction.
Now it's just a memory
However, Venice is now just a memory.
Takes a while to learn to see
Recognizing that it takes time to gain insight.
Thought you would be there
A repetition of the expectation of someone's presence.
Thought that you cared
A repetition of the belief in genuine care or interest.
Thought just maybe there was a spark inside
Reiteration of hope for a spark of connection.
Running up to me
Someone approaching, causing emotional distress.
You're making my heart bleed
Communication without substance intensifying emotional pain.
Exchange words but no sustenance I find
Dialogue lacking depth or meaning.
So don't go and waste my time
An appeal not to waste precious time.
What made me lose my mind?
Reflecting on the cause of losing composure.
There was a spark inside
A recognition that there was once a meaningful connection.
I'll find love of another kind
Optimism about finding a different form of love in the future.
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