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"
So let's take this slow,
As if I should even be one to talk.
Constantly moving on all my luck.
So fast, like a rabbit, then getting stuck.
I cannot give up.
In a briar patch I knew I would meet you
But I'm stopped, not sure it's entirely true.
Deja vu of people that I knew already
And what I did to them…this is getting heavy,
And spinning me places that I wish I deserved to be.
I have to block it before my intuition deceives me.
I rocket back to the earth like an alien
Looking for blue-planet rays to become human.
I have a gift that tells of every curse,
So make a move for the exit.
But your laugh shakes me up and it makes me clean
Between an XM pop-rock takeover queen and
An old friend who left a spell,
Lifted every curse,
And made a move from the entrance.
So I'll get nervous one more time,
Watching hands (not mine) shaking 'maybe' signs,
Tying hair with a flare that's ready
To fly aboard civilian crimes.
They're knife-cutting all the lines.
I don't at all care why.
I'm staring like I've got a better idea.
I saw you scrambling numbers and
Highlighting fluorescent wit
With a study pen on airline standby trends.
Believe me, I see things.
Not crazy.
I've come clean, not wasting.
Not lazy, done chasing.
I knew you would be there but I couldn't believe it.
My friends know I'm out there to speak truths and take dares.
A-B (row) 52, and it's 30 degrees.
I'm making sense with this movie
On the back of the seat on the port-side of this ride.
As if I should even be one to talk.
Constantly moving on all my luck.
So fast, like a rabbit, then getting stuck.
I cannot give up.
In a briar patch I knew I would meet you
But I'm stopped, not sure it's entirely true.
Deja vu of people that I knew already
And what I did to them…this is getting heavy,
And spinning me places that I wish I deserved to be.
I have to block it before my intuition deceives me.
I rocket back to the earth like an alien
Looking for blue-planet rays to become human.
I have a gift that tells of every curse,
So make a move for the exit.
But your laugh shakes me up and it makes me clean
Between an XM pop-rock takeover queen and
An old friend who left a spell,
Lifted every curse,
And made a move from the entrance.
So I'll get nervous one more time,
Watching hands (not mine) shaking 'maybe' signs,
Tying hair with a flare that's ready
To fly aboard civilian crimes.
They're knife-cutting all the lines.
I don't at all care why.
I'm staring like I've got a better idea.
I saw you scrambling numbers and
Highlighting fluorescent wit
With a study pen on airline standby trends.
Believe me, I see things.
Not crazy.
I've come clean, not wasting.
Not lazy, done chasing.
I knew you would be there but I couldn't believe it.
My friends know I'm out there to speak truths and take dares.
A-B (row) 52, and it's 30 degrees.
I'm making sense with this movie
On the back of the seat on the port-side of this ride.
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London Haethrow Lyrics as written by Brian Mcternan Audelio Flores
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