Damascus Blades
Thriving Amidst Life's Trials: Damascus Blades' Poetic Message
Lyrics
Take the poem out of everything
Removing poetic or metaphorical elements from everything.
Rusted out radio towers, skeleton swings
Describing worn-out, abandoned structures and playgrounds.
Chew on every wise thought
Reflecting on and contemplating every piece of wisdom.
If you don't taste the truth then there's a lie that you forgot
Not recognizing the truth can lead to forgetting it and accepting lies.
Just to feel alive, you set the bar so high
Setting high standards or expectations to feel alive.
The past will fade, or fold up like damascus blades
The past will eventually lose its significance or become like folded Damascus blades, a metaphor for either fading or being carefully preserved.
Your callused hands, read them like you haven't got a plan
Observing experienced, tough hands as if without a predetermined plan.
Just thriving with the day
Living fully in the present moment.
Take your tea and drink it down
Taking time to savor life's moments.
We know about it all, this whispering willow of a town
Knowing everything about a small, intimate town.
Nothing wrong with the pouring rain
Accepting difficulties or challenges, represented by pouring rain.
No flaw in a wildfire if you know what you've gained
Recognizing the value in the aftermath of a destructive event.
Just to feel alive, you set the bar so high
Repeating the idea of setting high standards for feeling alive.
The past will fade, or fold up like damascus blades
Reiterating the concept of the past losing importance or being preserved like Damascus blades.
Your callused hands, read them like you haven't got a plan
Examining tough, experienced hands without a clear plan.
Just thriving with the day
Embracing and thriving in the current day.
Just to feel alive, you set the bar so high
Continuing to emphasize setting high standards to feel alive.
To swing above the rest, with failure in your chest
Striving to excel despite the fear of failure.
Nevermind the broken dreams
Not dwelling on shattered dreams but finding new aspirations amid failure.
You'll stitch together new ones from the wreckage of defeat
Creating new dreams from the remains of previous setbacks.
cnd when they ask why you made the change
Anticipating inquiries about the decision to change.
You'll just smile and point out all that still remains
Responding positively by highlighting what remains despite changes.
Just to feel alive, you set the bar so high
Repeatedly setting high standards for personal fulfillment.
The past will fade, or fold up like damascus blades
Reiterating the idea of the past losing significance or being carefully preserved like Damascus blades.
Your callused hands, read them like you haven't got a plan
Examining weathered hands without a clear plan.
Just thriving with the day
Thriving and embracing the present day.
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