bcuz i can
Embracing Solitude: Unraveling the Essence of 'bcuz i can' by The Real Zebos
Lyrics
When the pollen starts to flow
Reference to the beginning of spring when pollen is released.
All the children hurry home
Children rush home, possibly seeking shelter or safety.
Disappear into the role
Suggesting a retreat or immersion into a predefined role.
I've been feeling incomplete
Expressing a sense of incompleteness or dissatisfaction.
The ensemble's on the street
A group or community is active on the street.
And they never miss a beat
Emphasizing the precision and continuity of the group's actions.
Now I'm on the fringe
The narrator is on the outskirts or periphery of something.
That familiar thread
A familiar thread connects the narrator to something from the past.
Maybe I'm alone again
Feeling a sense of isolation, possibly recurring.
Now I hear that bell
Introduction of a bell sound, possibly symbolic of realization.
Ringing in my head
The ringing in the head signifies a mental awakening or awareness.
Maybe I'm alone again
Reiteration of the possibility of being alone.
Just because I can!
Acting or doing something simply because it's possible.
Just because I can!
Repeating the idea of doing things just because they can.
When the bridge is drawn to close
A metaphorical bridge closing, possibly a limitation or obstacle.
I'm the last inside the moat
The narrator is the last one inside the metaphorical moat, isolated.
Got all week to decompose
Having time to decompose, suggesting a prolonged and stagnant state.
Moldy peaches in the trash
Trash represents discarded or overlooked things.
With the looks that I looked past
The narrator reflects on past experiences or missed opportunities.
It'll crumble into ash
An inevitable disintegration, but it's accepted as not so bad.
But it's not so bad
Finding a positive aspect in the need to reinvent oneself.
To have to reinvent
Reinvention is acknowledged as part of life.
Maybe I'm alone again
Reiteration of the potential loneliness during the process.
Every master plan
Every detailed plan might face destruction or failure.
Gonna tear to shreds
The destruction of plans is acknowledged and accepted.
Maybe I'm alone
A repetition of the idea of potential solitude.
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