Lyrics
While the hands are waiting to be wound
While anticipating being wound, hands are inactive.
One thought is caught up in the stillness
A singular thought is trapped in the quietude.
And then it's crawling to the surface
It then emerges, slowly making its way to the surface.
Quivering on the open mouth
Trembling on the open mouth, perhaps an expression of vulnerability.
If I was looking for an answer
If seeking answers, they won't be found in spoken words.
I would not find it on a tongue
The speaker is not actively searching for solutions.
But I'm not looking for an answer
Preference for ignorance over knowledge is expressed.
I prefer never knowing
Choosing to remain in the dark rather than seeking clarity.
Some kind of phosphene disturbance
A disturbance resembling phosphene is introduced.
Inside this ritual of mine
Within a personal ritual, an internal disturbance is acknowledged.
A shaft of pink light coming out my face
A vivid image of a shaft of pink light emitting from the speaker's face.
A blue tunnel I can never quite reach
A blue tunnel remains just out of reach, symbolizing unattainable goals.
Why do all the colours never look the same?
Questioning the inconsistency of colors and perceptions.
I'm just a naked pair of eyes
The speaker identifies as a pair of exposed eyes.
Blinking in the darkness
Blinking in the darkness, emphasizing a sense of vulnerability.
I'm a tendril on the stem of comprehension
The speaker sees themselves as a small part of understanding.
I get all my fear from you
Acknowledging that fear is derived from others, likely external influences.
But I have no one to blame
Despite fear, the speaker takes responsibility without blaming others.
Why isn't there a name for it?
Expressing a desire for a name or understanding of an unidentified feeling.
I'm just a naked pair of eyes
Reiteration of being a pair of exposed eyes in the darkness.
Blinking in the darkness
Continuation of vulnerability through blinking in the darkness.
How much longer must I stare?
Pondering the duration of staring or contemplating without resolution.
A cool manner, a biting retort
Describing a composed demeanor and a sharp response.
How can the clock hands greet me with a solemn face?
Questioning the solemnity of clock hands in their interaction with the speaker.
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