| Balance And Composure – More To Me Lyrics | 5 years ago |
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Disclaimer: My interpretation of this song is very personal to my life as it pertains to the untimely and painful suffering/ ultimate death of my father, but I want to share with all as it has helped me tremendously. I treat the lyrics as if my subconscious/soul is speaking to me. I'm a wounded man on top of trees. -I have suffered a great loss and I am "climbing to get back to normal, at what I think currently is the top." Gazing at the world below my feet. -disconnected from the real world/in another place mentally. Fickle feelings find a way to me. -Fickle definition: changing frequently, especially as regards one's loyalties, interests, or affection. -unsure of myself, actions and feelings. Like hard winds blowing when were lost at sea. -Analogy to describe being lost and without hope, up against it all. Defeated pride, finally got the chance to let go. - I've swallowed my pride to come to terms with what is happening and found acceptance. Keeping it quiet, not a worry in the world that we know. -Supressing my feelings and staying strong for the rest of the family through these hard times, but also not engaging with my father as he deserves when near to death. I can't decide if I should let the words spill out at a time like this. -Processing doubt within my decisions. Am I being helpful or not? Bright skies, but I've been known to stay in on days such as this. -wish washing between the good and bad feelings from person to person/can't be there to help at all times. Keep it inside and swallow whatever it is that keeps you warm. - Stay strong for everyone else. When I feel weak, think of happy thoughts. Hold it back, for what's to come might crush you. -Not only am I doing this for others, but I am doing it for myself as well. Because if the full realization hits me it may be unbearable. I take it back, because you're all that I've been up to and I can't react. -Feeling self doubt as to whether what I am doing is the right thing or not, making it hard to react. And it's numbing me, taking up all of my time. -These feelings are overwhelming and all encompassing. So quiet, there is more to me that I have yet to find. -Give me space, I know I can do better. Take it slowly. -I am only human. I thought the trees were begging me to climb. -I just want to escape. Even though you're always on my mind. -I shouldn't feel this way. I need to be strong. When I get to see your face again. -Accepting death and consolation of the fact, knowing that I will meet this person in the afterlife. Can't help the way that I have been. -apologising for the actions I have taken. When keeping it quiets become a trend. -its getting obvious to others that my quiet "strength" is showing my inner pain. That's why it's hard for me to end. -As my true colors show, I grow more stubborn in an attempt to mask them. All the countless hours I would spend making it work out up in my head. -Constantly battling with myself as to whether i am doing the right thing or not. Now i'm filled up with only regret, there is no way to just forget. -I have chosen wrong and have to live the rest of my life in regret of the poor decisions I have made. |
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