Cicada Song
Journey Through Shadows: Tea Leaves' Cicada Song Meaning Unveiled
Lyrics
I woke up from a fever
I experienced a vivid awakening from an intense illness.
I was flying down the highway on a Greyhound bus
I found myself in a fast-paced situation, traveling on a Greyhound bus along the highway.
Feeling like a fly on a ribbon, breathing recycled air
I felt insignificant, like a fly caught on a ribbon, breathing air that had been recycled.
I woke up from a nightmare
I awoke from a frightening dream or experience.
I was standing in a gas station parking lot
I was in a gas station parking lot, observing my surroundings.
Listening to the cicadas hum away another day
I listened to the cicadas, marking the passage of time.
I was up to my waist in the grave, in a tangle at the bottom of a bag
I felt deeply entangled in a difficult or challenging situation, possibly representing a struggle or crisis.
I was crawling through the wires and the glass, trying to make my way through all that dead space
I navigated obstacles, both physical and metaphorical, attempting to traverse a desolate space.
Then I was staring out upon the great divide with acid tears in my eyes
I faced a significant emotional or existential divide, shedding acid tears symbolizing intense emotions.
All full of shadows and holes trying hard just to let in a little light
In a state filled with shadows and holes, I tried earnestly to find some illumination or positivity.
I woke up from a bad thought
I emerged from a disturbing or negative thought.
Every single thing I touched would turn to rust
Everything I touched seemed to deteriorate, leading to a sense of hopelessness and helplessness.
I was feeling as hopeless and helpless as a fly in a web
I felt as trapped and powerless as a fly caught in a web.
I woke up from a vision
I awoke from a profound and possibly unsettling vision.
I was staring in horror through the war, as it unfolded like a terrible flower
I witnessed the horrors of war unfolding like a destructive flower.
Spitting flames and leaving everything burnt in it's wake
The war left destruction in its wake, symbolized by spitting flames and burnt surroundings.
Well it was all white flags of retreat, empty husks and howls on the breeze
A scene of surrender, with white flags, abandoned shells, and mournful sounds in the air.
I was wading my way through the ash, trying not to hear the static and dead
I moved through the aftermath, attempting to avoid the static and lifelessness around me.
Then I was caught under an evil spell, hoping to drown in the wishing well
I felt ensnared by a malevolent force, expressing a desire to succumb to a negative fate symbolized by a wishing well.
I was laughing half way down to hell, to clashing swords and the chiming of the bells
Amidst chaos and conflict, I found a dark humor in the descent towards adversity, symbolized by clashing swords and chiming bells.
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