'97 Crown
Reflections of Lost Youth
Lyrics
Asleep outside
Describing a state of unconsciousness or lethargy outdoors.
Back porch bottles broke and bone dry
Empty bottles on the back porch, shattered and completely dry.
Like your lazy eye
Comparing a lazy eye to the condition or state of things.
And the kitchen's trashed
The kitchen is in disarray or disorder.
My phone is dead, they're all piles of ash
Phone is dead, and everything is reduced to ash.
So I guess I'll crash
Deciding to sleep or rest in this chaotic situation.
Two months in the cold
Enduring two months in the cold with insufficient resilience.
My Yankee blood ain't enough to dull
Yankee blood, possibly implying a lack of resilience or adaptability.
So I down it whole
Drinking to cope with challenges, consuming the drink entirely.
It's like getting high
Describing an experience akin to being intoxicated.
In a decommissioned cop car that you buy
Metaphorically like enjoying something despite its retired state.
On your parents' dime
Indulging in experiences funded by one's parents.
But how am I the one who's sober and so over it?
Expressing confusion about being sober and fed up.
A shopworn shitshow
Referring to a worn-out and chaotic situation.
Think it's time I bow out with the curtain call
Considering stepping away from a tumultuous situation.
Cause I know it well you won't ever change
Acknowledging a resistance to change.
It's as comforting as it's strange now
Recognizing the strange comfort in the familiar.
So mourn me on the couch
Suggesting a symbolic mourning while sitting on the couch.
Another decade gone
Reflecting on the passage of time, a decade gone.
Like rug from under the same songs
Comparing the disappearance of time to pulling a rug out from under.
That you'd dance till dawn
Recalling past joyous moments of dancing till dawn.
Now sometimes when I drive
Driving and reminiscing, missing certain sights.
Between routines on Friday night
Describing routines on Friday nights.
Oh I miss the sight
Expressing a nostalgic longing for a particular sight.
But how am I the one who's older and so over it?
Questioning why the speaker feels older and disillusioned.
A maudlin mess
Describing a melancholic and messy state.
Maybe it's time I reach out with the colder call
Considering reaching out in a detached or colder manner.
But I know it good it wouldn't be the same
Acknowledging that reaching out wouldn't yield the same result.
It's as sickening as it's strange now
Recognizing the unsettling nature of the familiar.
So mourn me on the couch
Reiterating the symbolic mourning on the couch.
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