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"
I have this new tattoo of which the story must be told
About the night I almost overdosed ten years ago
I woke up in the hospital with skin clammy and cold
And tubes in my urethra, down my throat, and up my nose
My friends and the doctors were all shocked I wasn't dead
That's when Katrina looked at me and this is what she said
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
So I walked to the rebel spot, I walked all over uptown
I walked right side up and I walked upside down
I walked to Chetzemoka with my eyes fixed on the ground yeah
We walked all over Chetze Beach and kept the rocks we found
Then I walked back to my parents' house, I walked back to my old bed yeah
I walked back and I walked fast past all the voices in my head
I walked with the sweats and I walked with the chills
I walked in New York City and I walked in Bedford Hills
I walked into open mic nights and I walked into the rooms
I walked feeling optimistic and I walked feeling doomed
I walked with some mama's boys and I walked with some punks
I walked dressed up like a rabbit, I walked dressed up like a skunk
I walked with some givers and I walked with some leeches
I walked all by myself and I walked with the Moldy Peaches
I walked all over the world so I could sing my songs to you
And to your most desperate emails I'd say, "This is what I do."
I walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
But at some point I got so comfortable
That I didn't even realize that I'd started to crawl
That my old friend Ammi died at 37 of a heart attack
And I cracked cause people my age are not supposed to die like that
No no no no people my age are not supposed to die like that
He was the old manager of the sidewalk cafe
That place was a second home to me, it's where I learned to play
And his personality really helped create a space
Where a bunch of honest misfits could all gather and feel safe
He was a cynic, a supporter, he was crazy, he was queer
He'd either yell out, "Cut the bullshit" or he'd say, "I'm glad you're here."
And it was always such an honor to have Ammi on my side
That's why it hit me like a Mack truck when I found out that he died
Yeah, it hit me like a Mack truck when I found that he died
Then enter Alex, 33 years old, and so sick with the cancer
And trapped inside a body that betrayed his real gender
We all hoped and prayed that he would go into remission
At least long enough, just long enough to complete his transition
He said, "Kimya, did you know Eleventeen's my favorite song?"
I said, "Then get your ass on stage right now and you can sing along."
That's the very first song I ever wrote all by myself
It's about angels and recovery and friends and hope and health
By the time we finished singing he was pissed off, he was scared
He said, "I lost my home, my lover, my insurance, and my hair.
And now I'm about to lose you too, my new friend."
I looked into those big blue eyes and said we'll meet again
Yeah, I looked into his sad blue eyes and said we'll meet again
Then I got the phone call from Alyssa and she told me he was dying
By the time I got to his bedside, we were both already flying
We held hands and we sang songs, tried to be strong floated around
While I cursed the skin that he was in for all the ways it had let him down
Yeah, I cursed the skin that he was in for all the ways it had let him down
But at the same time I was taking my own body for granted
First I lost sight of my feet then they became unplanted
And I never felt so stupid or so selfish or so sad, yeah
My body had been good to me and I treated it so bad, yeah
My body had been good to me and I treated it so bad
Then he said, "Mama, I don't want my friends to watch me die."
So I kissed his cheek, made him a shirt, and then I said goodbye
And they cremated him in the shirt that I drew
Of the two of us that said they're flying over you too
Now the silver pink ponies have my homie in their crew
So I tightened up my laces and knew what I had to do
I started walking again, I started walking again
I miss my friends
I started walking again, I started walking again
I miss my friends
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Even creeps as a habit predisposed
To systematically clinging together in the cold
Know the measure of a pack, it's not a question of the whole
The individuals that bottleneck into the fold
On a March blank Sabbath, news from the ministry of make-believe that reach a tarmac in Minneapolis
Middle see, yesterday the cells inside his chest were growing baby teeth
Today a raven radiated vacancy
Wait, two years ago a friend of mine called me to redefine all enemy-kind
I'm at the hospital at twenty-four and no one knew the future
I'll take it everybody knows the future
Antibodies hatching in a hellaback with no room to maneuver
Like disappearing pills into the masticated fuchsia
I asked you how you feeling, you told me like a robot
I gave you a Nintendo, you gave yourself a mohawk
You let us will you down beneath the leaning tower of flow charts
To be around your beats without a beeping sound of Bogart
And speak about whatever people speak about
When nobody's acknowledging the obvious disease about the crowbar
In deep plane slope, comatose of baggage
From King of Hearts to carrying for jackals
And never got to sing us all his own swan song right
Coincidentally the rebel in me walked like thunder
Walk like thunder
About the night I almost overdosed ten years ago
I woke up in the hospital with skin clammy and cold
And tubes in my urethra, down my throat, and up my nose
My friends and the doctors were all shocked I wasn't dead
That's when Katrina looked at me and this is what she said
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
So I walked to the rebel spot, I walked all over uptown
I walked right side up and I walked upside down
I walked to Chetzemoka with my eyes fixed on the ground yeah
We walked all over Chetze Beach and kept the rocks we found
Then I walked back to my parents' house, I walked back to my old bed yeah
I walked back and I walked fast past all the voices in my head
I walked with the sweats and I walked with the chills
I walked in New York City and I walked in Bedford Hills
I walked into open mic nights and I walked into the rooms
I walked feeling optimistic and I walked feeling doomed
I walked with some mama's boys and I walked with some punks
I walked dressed up like a rabbit, I walked dressed up like a skunk
I walked with some givers and I walked with some leeches
I walked all by myself and I walked with the Moldy Peaches
I walked all over the world so I could sing my songs to you
And to your most desperate emails I'd say, "This is what I do."
I walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
But at some point I got so comfortable
That I didn't even realize that I'd started to crawl
That my old friend Ammi died at 37 of a heart attack
And I cracked cause people my age are not supposed to die like that
No no no no people my age are not supposed to die like that
He was the old manager of the sidewalk cafe
That place was a second home to me, it's where I learned to play
And his personality really helped create a space
Where a bunch of honest misfits could all gather and feel safe
He was a cynic, a supporter, he was crazy, he was queer
He'd either yell out, "Cut the bullshit" or he'd say, "I'm glad you're here."
And it was always such an honor to have Ammi on my side
That's why it hit me like a Mack truck when I found out that he died
Yeah, it hit me like a Mack truck when I found that he died
Then enter Alex, 33 years old, and so sick with the cancer
And trapped inside a body that betrayed his real gender
We all hoped and prayed that he would go into remission
At least long enough, just long enough to complete his transition
He said, "Kimya, did you know Eleventeen's my favorite song?"
I said, "Then get your ass on stage right now and you can sing along."
That's the very first song I ever wrote all by myself
It's about angels and recovery and friends and hope and health
By the time we finished singing he was pissed off, he was scared
He said, "I lost my home, my lover, my insurance, and my hair.
And now I'm about to lose you too, my new friend."
I looked into those big blue eyes and said we'll meet again
Yeah, I looked into his sad blue eyes and said we'll meet again
Then I got the phone call from Alyssa and she told me he was dying
By the time I got to his bedside, we were both already flying
We held hands and we sang songs, tried to be strong floated around
While I cursed the skin that he was in for all the ways it had let him down
Yeah, I cursed the skin that he was in for all the ways it had let him down
But at the same time I was taking my own body for granted
First I lost sight of my feet then they became unplanted
And I never felt so stupid or so selfish or so sad, yeah
My body had been good to me and I treated it so bad, yeah
My body had been good to me and I treated it so bad
Then he said, "Mama, I don't want my friends to watch me die."
So I kissed his cheek, made him a shirt, and then I said goodbye
And they cremated him in the shirt that I drew
Of the two of us that said they're flying over you too
Now the silver pink ponies have my homie in their crew
So I tightened up my laces and knew what I had to do
I started walking again, I started walking again
I miss my friends
I started walking again, I started walking again
I miss my friends
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Walk like thunder
Even creeps as a habit predisposed
To systematically clinging together in the cold
Know the measure of a pack, it's not a question of the whole
The individuals that bottleneck into the fold
On a March blank Sabbath, news from the ministry of make-believe that reach a tarmac in Minneapolis
Middle see, yesterday the cells inside his chest were growing baby teeth
Today a raven radiated vacancy
Wait, two years ago a friend of mine called me to redefine all enemy-kind
I'm at the hospital at twenty-four and no one knew the future
I'll take it everybody knows the future
Antibodies hatching in a hellaback with no room to maneuver
Like disappearing pills into the masticated fuchsia
I asked you how you feeling, you told me like a robot
I gave you a Nintendo, you gave yourself a mohawk
You let us will you down beneath the leaning tower of flow charts
To be around your beats without a beeping sound of Bogart
And speak about whatever people speak about
When nobody's acknowledging the obvious disease about the crowbar
In deep plane slope, comatose of baggage
From King of Hearts to carrying for jackals
And never got to sing us all his own swan song right
Coincidentally the rebel in me walked like thunder
Walk like thunder
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