Guardian
Embracing Shadows: Tigers Jaw's Guardian Unveils a Journey Through Self-Discovery
Lyrics
Down a spiraled stairway
Descent down a twisted path or emotional journey.
Like a blackened memory
Reference to a dark, haunting memory.
The wrap of the old wound
Alluding to healing but still feeling the effects of past wounds.
Like a figure was drawn
Creating an image as if guided by some external force.
Keeping your ghost from the garden
Protecting oneself from haunting memories or emotions.
But is it red rot or deadened skin?
Questioning if the damage is superficial or profound.
Spiraling further in
Continuing deeper into emotional turmoil.
Spiraling further in
Emphasizing the ongoing descent into inner struggles.
Burn a candle to my skin
Metaphorically sacrificing oneself or enduring pain.
Turn the handle, let me in
Seeking acceptance or entry into someone's life.
I can not be your guardian anymore
Declaring an inability to fulfill the role of a protector.
Burn a candle to my skin
Repeated plea for acceptance and understanding.
Turn the handle, let me in
Expressing the limitations in providing solace or support.
I can not be your medicine anymore, anymore
Reiterating the inability to be a source of comfort.
I am the moment in time
Representing a critical moment when attention wavers.
When your eyes start to wander
Noting a time of distraction or emotional drift.
And your head starts to spin
Suggesting disorientation or confusion.
In the simplest task
Focusing on mundane tasks amid emotional turmoil.
Decided what you would wear
Choosing what emotional facade to present to the world.
Found your faults in a straight line
Finding flaws in a linear, straightforward manner.
Had to remember to stop
Reminding oneself to halt destructive behaviors.
Wringing out the same cloth
Repeatedly revisiting the same emotional struggles.
Burn a candle to my skin
Repetition of the metaphorical burning and seeking entry.
Turn the handle, let me in
Continued desire for acceptance and understanding.
I can not be your guardian anymore
Affirming the incapacity to play a protective role.
Burn a candle to my skin
Repeating the plea for recognition of personal limits.
Turn the handle, let me in
Insisting on the inability to provide a remedy.
I can not be your medicine anymore, anymore
Reiterating the rejection of the role of a healer.
Burn a candle to my skin
Revisiting the metaphor of sacrificing oneself for acceptance.
Turn the handle, let me in
Persistently seeking entry into another's emotional space.
I can not be your guardian anymore
Restating the incapacity to serve as a guardian figure.
Burn a candle to my skin
Repeating the metaphor of burning, emphasizing desperation.
Turn the handle, let me in
Continued plea for acknowledgment of personal limitations.
I can not be your medicine anymore, anymore
Final declaration of inability to be a source of healing.
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