Lyrics
I am not a phoenix
I deny being a symbol of rebirth or renewal like a phoenix.
I never rose up from my bed of thorns
I never experienced a triumphant recovery from a difficult situation, represented metaphorically as a bed of thorns.
Stoic face
I wear a calm and impassive facial expression.
Gently laid in rags and sawdust that you never wore
I lay peacefully in humble and discarded clothing, contrasting with what you never chose to wear.
Ashes to dust
Transition from something valuable to mere dust.
Smoke evading my lungs
Smoke is avoiding my lungs.
There's still a trace on my tongue
There's still a lingering influence on my speech or expression.
I think I've tasted enough
I feel I have experienced enough.
Share with me what you breath
Share with me the air you breathe, suggesting a desire for a connection.
We can escape it all from under the trees
We can escape from everything under the trees, symbolizing a refuge or sanctuary.
Time to leave
It's time to depart or move on.
In your final moments check your pocket for me
In your final moments, check your pocket for something related to me.
For me
Reiteration of the importance of the previous line, emphasizing a personal connection.
Ashes to dust
Repeating the idea of transition from something valuable to mere dust.
Smoke evading my lungs
Smoke is still avoiding my lungs, indicating a struggle or resistance.
There's still a trace on my tongue
There's still a lingering influence on my speech or expression, reiterating the impact of past experiences.
I think I've tasted enough
Feeling that I have had enough of a particular experience or emotion.
And it fades away
The experience or emotion fades away, but only for a short duration.
(Only for a minute)
This fading is temporary, lasting only for a minute.
Do the moments seem to wait
Moments seem to pause or linger, possibly reflecting on the passing of time.
(Smoldering the living)
Moments are smoldering, perhaps suggesting a slow burn of life's experiences.
Holding for a fever break
Holding onto hope during a challenging period or a metaphorical fever break.
(Floating off in ribbons)
Drifting away like ribbons, possibly signifying detachment or letting go.
As they slowly seem to drape over the evening sky
A visual description of evening, where experiences seem to cover the sky like draping ribbons.
Ashes to dust
Repeating the idea of transition from something valuable to mere dust.
Smoke evading my lungs
Smoke continues to avoid my lungs, indicating ongoing resistance or struggle.
There's still a trace on my tongue
There's still a lingering influence on my speech or expression, emphasizing lasting effects.
I think I've tasted enough
Feeling that I have had enough of a particular experience or emotion, repeating the sentiment expressed earlier.
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