Sundown
Chasing Sundown: A Melancholic Quest
Lyrics
Lost and found I was chasing the sundown
Feeling lost and then rediscovered, pursuing the end of the day.
Can we return?
Questioning the possibility of going back.
My memories drew me here
Personal recollections guided the speaker to this point.
It's like a cage and I can't escape this
Describing a sense of confinement, unable to break free.
My steps go back
Retracing steps, revisiting the past.
I hear the void calling me from the sky
Hearing a call from emptiness above, a sense of existential yearning.
Forever a prisoner of time
Feeling trapped in the unyielding flow of time.
Walls may have been raised
Referring to the creation of barriers or obstacles.
Bridges have been burned down to the ground
Noting the destruction of connections to the ground.
But my pain is all around
Expressing pervasive emotional pain.
Borders have been set
Acknowledging established limits or boundaries.
The road between is lost in hurricane
Describing a path lost amidst turmoil and chaos.
But my memories remain
Despite challenges, memories persist.
Try to erase pictures that made me bad
Attempting to forget negative images or experiences.
It's fucking sad when we fall into the trap
Expressing sorrow when falling into a detrimental situation.
I watch the sun in the black disappear
Observing the sun vanish in darkness.
Oh God take me away from here
Seeking deliverance from the current state.
Lost and found I was chasing the sundown
Repeating the theme of being lost and found while chasing sunset.
Lost and found I was chasing the sundown
Reiterating the theme of searching during the sundown.
Walls may have been raised
Reflecting on erected barriers.
Bridges have been burned down to the ground
Noting the destruction of connections to the ground.
But my pain is all around
Emphasizing the pervasive nature of personal pain.
Borders have been set
Acknowledging established limits or boundaries.
The road between is lost in hurricane
Describing a path lost amidst turmoil and chaos.
But the memories remain
Despite challenges, memories persist.
Can we return?
Repeating the question about the possibility of returning.
To the days when we felt alive
Longing for a time when life felt vibrant and meaningful.
Our memories our borders
Asserting that memories define personal boundaries.
Forever prisoners of time
Continuing to feel imprisoned by the relentless passage of time.
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