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Yearning Echoes: Embracing Solitude in Zita Swoon's Melodic Tale
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30 days is long enough
Expressing a sense that a 30-day period is sufficient or too long.
So baby I won't call you anymore
Deciding not to initiate contact anymore.
I wish you'd rush into my arms
Expressing a desire for the person to come to them eagerly.
But every wish I wish is bound to do me harm
Acknowledging that every wish made has negative consequences.
The phone it rang around half past one
Recounting a phone call received around 1:30 AM.
And then I pull the plug out of the wall
Symbolically disconnecting by pulling the plug from the wall.
The conversations that I have
Reflecting on meaningless conversations.
They don't amount to nothing
Emphasizing that these conversations are insignificant.
Except for the ugly thoughts I have
Acknowledging disturbing thoughts during these interactions.
The doorbell rang around half past two
Noting the doorbell ringing around 2:30 AM.
And when I walk back inside my day was through
Ending the day after a significant event, perhaps negative.
I think I slept all afternoon
Reflecting on a prolonged afternoon sleep.
And when I woke at night the moon was full
Waking up at night to a full moon.
The neon flashing in the streets
Describing city lights and surroundings.
And then I walk through town to a lazy beat
Walking through town at a relaxed pace.
I take the phone off of my ears
Removing oneself from the influence of the phone and its music.
Cause the music don't sooth me
Stating that music doesn't comfort but causes pain.
It just makes me bleed
Expressing the emotional impact of music.
I wonder if I'm done with thinking
Contemplating if the phase of overthinking is over.
This prison room will be my grave
Considering the current situation as confining or final.
But now I'm all alone and drinking
Being alone and consuming alcohol despite losing the taste.
Although I surely lost the taste
Reflecting on the loss of enjoyment in drinking.
In the morning when I woke
Waking up in the morning to the sound of a TV host.
I heard a noisy television host
Not finding entertainment in television games.
I switch the man out of my room
Removing the TV host from the room.
Cause the games they don't thrill me
Expressing discontent with games that don't provide excitement.
They just make me blue
Feeling melancholic rather than uplifted by games.
The window's open
Describing an open window and a flying curtain.
The curtain flies
Seeing a ghostly image of the person from the past.
I see the ghost of you before my eyes
Experiencing a shiver and turning away from the image.
I shiver as I turn away
Noticing the phone waiting and feeling compelled to call.
I see the phone is waiting
I dial and I pray
Dialing the phone and praying, suggesting a longing for connection.
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