Lyrics
You might believe that the light is of the moon
You may think that the source of light is the moon.
You might believe that the algae is in bloom
You may think that the algae is flourishing or growing abundantly.
An Illusion cast as we walk along the dune
An illusion is created as we walk along the sand dune.
Perpetuated by the gravity of you
This illusion is sustained by the gravitational pull of someone significant, possibly a person with emotional weight.
I am an oblivion seeker
The speaker identifies themselves as someone who actively seeks forgetfulness or ignorance.
You might have thought that the dawns arriving soon
It might seem that dawn is approaching soon.
Evaded by the light of the moon
This perception is avoided or prevented by the moon's light.
When it calls out, it calls right out to you
When the dawn calls, it reaches out specifically to the listener.
Obliterated by vitality renewed
This call is obliterated by a renewed sense of vitality or life force.
I am an oblivion seeker
Reiteration of the speaker's identity as one who seeks oblivion.
Dawnless nights are hard to find
Nights without dawn are difficult to experience.
In between there's a dissension in my mind
There is a conflict or disagreement within the speaker's mind during these periods.
Eluded by the act of time
The speaker is evading the passage of time.
Lost where fantasy and certainty entwine
Lost in a space where imagination and certainty intersect.
You might believe that the light is of the moon
Similar to line 1, reinforcing the belief that moonlight is the source of light.
You might believe that the algae is in bloom
Similar to line 2, emphasizing the belief in the flourishing of algae.
An illusion cast that illuminates the dune
An illusion is cast, illuminating the sand dune.
Perpetuated by the vibrancy of youth
This illusion is sustained by the vibrancy or energy of youth.
I am an oblivion seeker
Reiteration of the speaker's identity as one who seeks oblivion.
Dawnless nights are hard to find
Reiteration of the difficulty in finding nights without dawn.
In between there's a dissension in my mind
Reiteration of the internal conflict during these nights.
Eluded by the act of time
Repetition of the evasion of time.
Lost where fantasy and and certainty entwine
Repetition of being lost in the intertwining of fantasy and certainty.
I am an oblivion seeker
Final reiteration of the speaker's identity as one who seeks oblivion.
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