Overall about difficult moments of disappointment and vulnerability. Having hope and longing, while remaining optimistic for the future. Encourages the belief that with each new morning there is a chance for things to improve.
The chorus offers a glimmer of optimism and a chance at a resolution and redemption in the future.
Captures the rollercoaster of emotions of feeling lost while loving someone who is not there for you, feeling let down and abandoned while waiting for a lover. Lost with no direction, "Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair, Nowhere to go, I can go anywhere"
The bridge shows signs of longing and a plea for companionship. The Lyrics express a desire for authentic connection and the importance of Loving someone just as they are. "Just in passing, I'm not asking. That you be anyone but you”
If I said that most days I stir out of bed when it’s cold
Ready my steed in the dark
Tell me, do you stare as we canter and saunter around;
Have you seen me at all?
If you’re wanting a view, pay your tokens here too
I’m happy to talk from where I am
For years I’ve been appraising this town
And I’m not coming down
I see
From up here I see, people walk similarly
But surely there’s something diverse about me
Most days I know that
Most days I know
Most days are better than this one
If I said that most days I notice you trudging along
Would you look up or not?
World’s sorrow’s all very well
But you haven’t encountered the world
Come along we’ll eviscerate black and blue bodies
After bruises imagined have been thought away
You’re less hurt than you think, and less strong than you seem
A little like me
Maybe
Maybe there’s not much between you and me
Maybe there’s not much between you and me
Most days I know that
Most days I know
Most days are better than this one
For years I’ve been surveying this town
I don’t want to come down
Surely; surely, surely…
Surely there’s something distinct about me
Ready my steed in the dark
Tell me, do you stare as we canter and saunter around;
Have you seen me at all?
If you’re wanting a view, pay your tokens here too
I’m happy to talk from where I am
For years I’ve been appraising this town
And I’m not coming down
I see
From up here I see, people walk similarly
But surely there’s something diverse about me
Most days I know that
Most days I know
Most days are better than this one
If I said that most days I notice you trudging along
Would you look up or not?
World’s sorrow’s all very well
But you haven’t encountered the world
Come along we’ll eviscerate black and blue bodies
After bruises imagined have been thought away
You’re less hurt than you think, and less strong than you seem
A little like me
Maybe
Maybe there’s not much between you and me
Maybe there’s not much between you and me
Most days I know that
Most days I know
Most days are better than this one
For years I’ve been surveying this town
I don’t want to come down
Surely; surely, surely…
Surely there’s something distinct about me
Lyrics submitted by Bear.
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