Greasy Jungle

Urban Tapestry: A Melodic Exploration of Life's Tender Moments
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Lyrics

Greasy jungle, metropolis noir

Describing a city environment that is both dirty and chaotic, reminiscent of a jungle in a metropolitan setting with a film noir aesthetic.

Easy tangles, the easiest so far

Refers to complex and easily entangled situations, possibly suggesting the difficulties and complications of life in the described metropolis.


I, I

Repetition of the pronoun "I," indicating a personal perspective or experience.


I drove down your road

Narrator drove down a specific road to Hazeldean.

To Hazeldean where I tasted

Hazeldean is a location where the narrator had a significant experience or encounter.

Your funeral home's

Reflecting on a funeral home visit, mentioning sandwiches and coffee, suggesting a blend of mundane and somber experiences.

Sandwiches and coffee

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I saw your hands melt

Observing emotional moments at the funeral home, witnessing hands melting, grieving, and caring about each other.

Into one another

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I saw you grieve and grow

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Care a lot about one another

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I stood at your sink

Describing a domestic scene in detail—standing at a sink, feeling warm water, washing dishes, and looking out the kitchen window.

And I felt your warm water

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I washed your dishes

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And I looked out your kitchen window

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Where I saw a soulful

Imagery of a soulful gymnast outside the window, possibly symbolizing grace or beauty in contrast to the surroundings.

Gymnast melt in the air and shudder

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Just above the snow

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Making moves that just weren't there

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I, I

Repetition of the pronoun "I," emphasizing the personal nature of the narrative.


Velvet callow

Introducing a scene of turning out lights and going upstairs, creating an atmosphere of hesitation and shallow breathing.

With wet hands, I turned out the lights

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And breathing shallow

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Hesitated then went upstairs

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Where I picked up your housecoat

Picking up a housecoat, drying hands, and touching hair in a moment of intimacy, but noting a lack of genuine caring from the other person.

Dried my hands and touched your hair

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And just then you awoke

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You could never really barely care

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I, I

Repetition of the pronoun "I," underscoring the personal and reflective nature of the experience.

I

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Greasy jungle, metropolis noir

Repetition of the description of the city as a greasy jungle, emphasizing its transformation into darkness.

Folds to the dark

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