100 Years

A Century's Slumber: Unveiling Typhoon's Futuristic Odyssey
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Lyrics

I carved my name in the summer (of two thousand and two)

I left my mark in the summer of 2002.

Into the trunk of a great tree I lay down under (and soon)

I rested beneath a large tree after carving my name.

I fell asleep for a hundred years (next thing I knew)

I slept deeply for a century.

I awoke in the future

I woke up in the future.


Entire cities of old folks homes

Cities are filled with nursing homes.

In every household a hospital bed for everyone

Every home has a hospital bed for its occupants.

They laid me down and they stripped my clothes

I was laid down, and my clothes were removed.

Gave me a shirt that said “I survived my own life

I was given a shirt proclaiming I survived my own life.


It was cold, it was cold, it was cold

Emphasizing the coldness of the situation.

It was cold, it was cold, it was cold

Repetition, emphasizing the prevailing coldness.


They said our limbs cause us too much pain

Limbs are causing too much pain, so they are removed.

So they cut off my arms and they cut off my legs

Arms and legs are amputated.

Now Iu0027m wandering around and I feel out of place

Feeling out of place after losing limbs.

I would like to go back to my home

Expressing a desire to return home.


I told you I told you

Reiterating a prior statement about having nothing left.

I have nothing left with which to hold you

Unable to physically hold onto someone.

I lean up against you

Leaning against someone for support.

We need heat where weu0027re gonna go

Emphasizing the need for warmth in their destination.

(I have been there I should know)

Personal experience of the cold and the need for heat.


It was cold, it was cold, it was cold

Reiteration of the pervasive coldness.

It was cold, it was cold, it was cold

Repetition, emphasizing the continuing coldness.

And we were old we were old

Highlighting the aging process.

We were shedding our skins like some cold blooded animal

Metaphor for shedding old identities.

All looking for love in the mirror but you know

Searching for love within oneself.


That youu0027re on your own

Emphasizing individuality and self-reliance.

You keep yourself

Maintaining oneself independently.

You live alone

Living a solitary life.


It was cold, it was cold, it was cold

Reiteration of the prevailing coldness.

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