Straight On 'Til Morning
Journeying Through Existential Desolation
Lyrics
Out here
Feeling isolated or detached from a familiar environment.
Nothing matters there is the road on my
Expressing a sense of insignificance or lack of importance.
Right there is a wall on
Feeling confined or restricted by obstacles on the left side.
My left and I walk slowly
Walking backward symbolizes a desire for assistance or change.
Backwards my arm stretched out in the hope
Seeking help and reaching out for support.
That someone will stop and carry me to
Longing for assistance to be taken away from the current situation.
A place that simply isn't here
Desire to escape to a better place, away from the present circumstances.
But, although the highway is
Despite external distractions, a feeling of transparency or invisibility.
Full of lights, well, i could be transparent
Contemplating the passage of time and a sense of being lost.
I think it's been days, months
Perception of time being distorted or elongated.
Years this road is my past this road is
The road as a metaphor for one's history, present, and identity.
My now and I'm out here and nothing
A reaffirmation of feeling detached and unconcerned.
Matters sometimes I close my eyes
Occasional introspection and detachment from reality.
And I see a face, but it's not a face that
A mysterious and unfamiliar face in the mind's eye.
I know and it's always
The ever-changing nature of the imagined face.
Different and I know nothing except
Embracing uncertainty and acknowledging a lack of knowledge.
This road it's endless, backwards
A continuous and unending journey, both physically and metaphorically.
I'm trying to attract the light to
Attempting to attract positivity or attention to oneself.
Me and it comes to me, but it blinds
Receiving attention but being overwhelmed or blinded by it.
Me and it flies past my shoulder over
The passing of opportunities or positive elements.
And over one thousand times a
A repetitive and impatient cycle of missed chances.
Night an endless night blazing impatient
A relentless and enduring night with persistent challenges.
Lights flying past me
A vivid description of lights rushing past.
As the night presses down on my tired
The weight and exhaustion of enduring difficulties.
Body but there's no place to
A sense of homelessness or lack of a comforting place.
Rest and there's no time to stop
No opportunity to pause or take a break in the journey.
Nothing exists except this lonely
An existential loneliness centered around the endless road.
Road and it's endless it's
Reiterating the vast and ongoing nature of the journey.
Backwards and I'd like
An inner desire to change direction, but feeling unable to.
To turn around - but I can't
An expressed longing for a change or reversal that seems unattainable.
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