Distracted
Winter's Embrace: Navigating Solitude and Reflection in Willowtree's 'Distracted'
Lyrics
The top of the cup on my table is frozen
The liquid in my cup has become frozen.
A chill hangs still in the air
There's a lingering coldness present in the atmosphere.
Your half of the bed is missing a person
My partner is absent from their side of the bed.
I don't want to go downstairs
I am reluctant to leave the current place or situation.
My coffee is warm but the fire is warmer
Although my coffee is warm, the warmth from the fire is more comforting.
The cabin's quick to adjust
The cabin adapts quickly to changes.
I know you'll be back but every year's harder
I anticipate your return, but each passing year becomes more difficult.
I shouldn't put up a fuss
I feel I shouldn't complain or make a scene.
I'll take a seat, the world has been muted
I'll sit down, feeling detached or removed from the world's usual noise or activity.
The season has changed but snow's not a cure
Although the season has changed, the snow doesn't alleviate my feelings.
Am I at peace or am I distracted
I question whether I'm truly content or if I'm simply preoccupied or diverted.
And how can I know for sure
I'm uncertain how to be certain of my emotional state.
The book that I'm reading is trying to speak
The book I'm reading seems to have a message, but I'm unable to comprehend it.
But I just don't understand
I'm struggling to understand or grasp the tools or methods necessary to fix a problem.
The tools have all changed and I can't fix the leak
I feel disconnected from myself and unable to handle a situation.
I don't recognize my hands
I feel unfamiliar or estranged from my own actions.
Every year I learn again we're not married
Each year I'm reminded that we're not married, especially when it gets cold, and you're not here.
Once it gets cold then you're gone
When the weather turns cold, you're absent.
But Christmases spent without you are still merry
Even without you during Christmas, I manage to find happiness.
So I'll keep on carrying on
I continue to endure and persist despite the absence.
I'll take a seat, the world has been muted
I'll sit down, feeling detached or removed from the world's usual noise or activity.
The season has changed but snow's not a cure
Although the season has changed, the snow doesn't alleviate my feelings.
Am I at peace or am I distracted
I question whether I'm truly content or if I'm simply preoccupied or diverted.
And how can I know for sure
I'm uncertain how to be certain of my emotional state.
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