Lyrics
I come down from the town
I descend from the town
and I feel like a windmill again.
Feeling renewed or revived like a windmill
I got the time depravation chamber
Referring to a chamber where time is distorted or altered
Laying on the table and it's running
Lying on a table, experiencing time passing
Once again
Repetition of the feeling of time passing
I got the stone cold slabs and I'm headed for the back
Stone cold slabs could symbolize a harsh reality, heading somewhere
Into a glassy empty cave
Entering an empty and transparent space
Gotta get back at it and battle all the static
Returning to face challenges and static interference
And the willing wall of slaves.
Facing obstacles represented by the willing wall of slaves
There's no place like home ,
Expressing the uniqueness of home
No place I know, to wash my filth away.
No place to cleanse oneself from impurities
Breath in all the air that's corking rind
Inhaling the surrounding atmosphere
Seeing it all through different eyes
Perceiving the world with a new perspective
I'm in awe just waiting for the sun to rise
Anticipation and admiration for the sunrise
I came over by the train
Arriving by train, preparing to take a risk
I'm gonna play my hand
Committing to an action or decision
In south again
Heading south once again
We got all four corners of the room intoxicated
Intoxication with a mixture of positive and negative emotions
with a bitter sweet revenge
Feeling the impact of past events
We got the 420 red eye on a jet I bet bet I'm never
Reference to being on a journey, facing challenges
gonna make it to the door
Difficulty in reaching a destination
I got the stone cold slabs just weighing on my back
Carrying burdens, perhaps emotional or physical
And now I'm headed to the shore
Moving towards a metaphorical shore or destination
Yea back home.
Returning home
There's no place like home,
Reiteration of the uniqueness of home
No place I know, to wash my filth away.
Emphasizing the absence of a place to cleanse oneself
Breath in all the air that's corking rind
Inhaling the surrounding atmosphere once more
Seeing it all through different eyes
Continued perception of the world with a fresh perspective
I'm in awe just waiting for the sun to rise
Repetition of anticipation and admiration for the sunrise
Breath in all the air that's corking rind
Repetition of inhaling the surrounding atmosphere
Seeing it all through different eyes
Continued perception of the world with a fresh perspective
I'm in awe just waiting for the sun to rise
Reiteration of anticipation and admiration for the sunrise
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