Losing Track of Time
Stardust Moments: A Journey through Love, Dreams, and Time with The Bombadils
Lyrics
The show is over, it's time to wind down
The performance or event has ended, and it's time to relax.
I'm a little tired on the bus into town
Feeling a bit weary while traveling by bus towards the town.
You ask if you can join me, coming in from the aisle
Someone expresses interest in joining the speaker from the bus aisle.
There's a softness in your eyes where I could rest a while
The person has a gentle and inviting look in their eyes, creating a comforting atmosphere.
I tell you about the one I love, and our sweet baby girl
Speaker shares details about their loved one and their child.
You smile and say, "I know what you mean, it's love from another world"
The listener relates, acknowledging the universal nature of love.
I share the times I've felt alone, the times I've felt at home
Speaker discusses moments of loneliness and belonging.
And I see you seeing me, like a friend I've always known
The listener perceives the speaker as a familiar friend.
Some nights the fog rolls in, we can't make out the stars
Nights with unclear visibility, perhaps symbolizing confusion or challenges.
Tonight, the sky let down its guard
The sky reveals its vulnerability or openness on this particular night.
We are specks of stardust, little lights on a vine
We are described as small particles of cosmic matter, valuing each moment.
Holding on to every minute and losing track of time
Embracing and cherishing every moment, losing track of time.
You tell me about your demons, you tell me about your dreams
The listener shares personal struggles and aspirations.
How you moved to the city when you were seventeen
Details about relocating to the city at a young age are revealed.
You tell me about the one you love, you don't wanna see her hurt
The listener speaks about their own love, emphasizing protection from pain.
Your voice gets soft and tender, I feel your love for her
A tender moment as the listener expresses deep emotions for their loved one.
Some nights the fog rolls in, we can't make out the stars
Similar to line 11, fog symbolizes uncertainty, obstructing the view of stars.
Tonight, the sky let down its guard
The sky reveals its vulnerabilities again, possibly indicating emotional openness.
We are specks of stardust, little lights on a vine
We are reminded of our cosmic nature, holding onto time.
Holding on to every minute and losing track of time
Continued theme of treasuring each moment and losing awareness of time.
Light from the street lamps falls through the trees
Street lamp light filtering through trees, perhaps symbolizing fleeting moments.
Like sand through our fingers, scattered by the breeze
A simile describing time slipping away like sand through fingers.
Moments like these help me to believe
Reflecting on moments like these reinforces belief in meaningful love.
In a love worth weaving
The idea of weaving love into a constellation of human hearts.
Into a constellation of every human heart
Extending the metaphor of love as a celestial force.
Some nights the fog rolls in, we can't make out the stars
Recurrence of fog symbolizing challenges in understanding or clarity.
Tonight the sky let down its guard
The sky is again described as letting down its guard, exposing vulnerability.
We are specks of stardust, little lights on a vine
Reiteration of our cosmic nature and the preciousness of time.
Holding on to every minute and losing track of time
Final emphasis on holding onto every moment while losing track of time.
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