Lullaby
Emotional Echoes: Nostalgia, Regret, and Moving On
Lyrics
Maybe I’m gone
Expressing uncertainty about existence or presence.
Maybe I’m gone
Reiteration of uncertainty or absence.
But you couldn’t see
Suggesting a lack of awareness or recognition.
Light years away
Indicating a significant distance or separation.
Memories fade
Noting the fading of memories over time.
Can’t remember your face
Inability to recall a person's face.
and it’s like you never noticed
Feeling unnoticed or ignored.
never had a chance to hold it
Missed opportunities or chances to embrace something.
Just sing your lullabies, lullabies put me to sleep
Encouraging the singing of lullabies to induce sleep.
And with these lullabies, filled with lies, go and leave me
Lullabies filled with lies leading to departure.
The miles turned to silence
Transition from presence to silence over distance.
With years we’ll learn to forget
Over time, the ability to forget develops.
Crazy how life
Reflecting on the unpredictable nature of life.
Can just move on
Life progressing and moving forward.
it’s a lot to hold on
The weight of holding onto regrets.
Regret is a song
Regret is compared to a song that played incorrectly.
That played it all wrong
Acknowledging a mistake in the past.
I can’t remember the pace
Loss of memory regarding the pace of life.
you said you’d come back one day
Hope or expectation of someone's return.
I guess I’ll exit left stage
Deciding to exit or leave the stage of life.
Just sing your lullabies, lullabies put me to sleep
Reiteration of using lullabies for sleep.
And with these lullabies, filled with lies, go and leave me
Departure caused by lullabies filled with lies.
The miles turned to silence
Continuation of the theme of distance leading to silence.
With years we’ll learn to forget
Time aiding in the process of forgetting.
Wasted time
Reflection on time wasted or lost.
The years turned to dust
The passing years turning into insignificance.
Whatever once shined
Things that once shined losing their luster.
Turned to rust
Transformation of the positive into decay.
And still we keep pretending like nothing changed
Pretending that nothing has changed despite the evident transformation.
But (oh) we are not the same
Recognition of a fundamental change in identity.
Time doesn’t care, what you went through
Time's indifference to personal experiences.
it moves like nothing changed
Time's continuous movement despite personal changes.
and it’s like you never noticed
Reiteration of feeling unnoticed or ignored.
never had a chance to hold it
Repetition of missed chances to hold onto something.
Just sing your lullabies, lullabies put me to sleep
Repetition of using lullabies for sleep.
And with these lullabies, filled with lies, go and leave me
Final departure influenced by deceitful lullabies.
The miles turned to silence
Continuation of the theme of distance leading to silence.
With years we’ll learn to forget
Time facilitating the process of forgetting.
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