Fighting on the Stairs
Navigating Life's Maze: The Frames' Tale of Struggle and Redemption
Lyrics
I'm living out in the old house
Living in an old house
And fighting on the stairs
Engaging in conflicts or struggles on the stairs
And staring at the windows
Contemplating life by looking out of the windows
Breeze blowing through the years
Feeling the passage of time with a breeze
But if I don't get out of this town
Expressing a need to leave the current location
Then something is gonna break
Suggesting that staying may lead to a breaking point
'Cause I gotta find my own way now
Seeking an independent path through difficulties
Through this thick malaise
Navigating through a dense and oppressive atmosphere
Well I don't know where else I can turn now
Expressing a sense of being lost and uncertain
Makes me often wonder when are we gonna learn
Raising questions about the collective learning process
You're wearing too much make-up
Commenting on someone's excessive use of makeup
Going to the dance
Getting ready for a social event, possibly a dance
And you're looking over my way now
Noticing someone's attention directed towards the speaker
But some people out there take a chance
Encouraging taking risks and chances in life
But your glow in this light is so becoming now
Appreciating someone's attractiveness in specific lighting
If I don't get out of this town
Reiterating the urgency to leave the current place
Something's gonna break
Warning of potential consequences if one stays
I'm waiting to find my high/house soon
Expressing a desire to find a new residence soon
And rummage through the age
Searching through the past and history
Sometimes it feels like we don't stand a chance
Feeling the odds are against success or survival
And we go, we go with something pure in our hearts
Choosing to pursue something pure despite challenges
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