This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
There's a pulsating white light but it's beautiful
It's like a tunnel of colors
And it's like I'm floating up
Through a tunnel of colors
They move and they flow into each other
And sometimes they mix
And sometimes they don't
They're changing and it looks like
They're flowing through each other
And on top of each other and sometimes mixing
And making the colors and sometimes not
Will I be able to fly through the different colors?
The ounce of perfection
You worried away
After our reflections
Of yesterday, yesterday, today
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It's like a tunnel of colors
And it's like I'm floating up
Through a tunnel of colors
They move and they flow into each other
And sometimes they mix
And sometimes they don't
They're changing and it looks like
They're flowing through each other
And on top of each other and sometimes mixing
And making the colors and sometimes not
Will I be able to fly through the different colors?
The ounce of perfection
You worried away
After our reflections
Of yesterday, yesterday, today
[Unverified]
Lyrics submitted by Anarchitect
Obsidian Lyrics as written by Toby Marks Jennifer Folker
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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