For me it's about a guy who tries to move on with his life while a former lover, who he still loves, calls him every sunday. She realizes her life is worse without him, but they both know it can't happen again. Still, when she calls, summer waits in the leaves, as lovely as he'd ever known. The rest of the time he tries to keep himself busy so the wind won't blow him back to the conversations, promises and situations. The thought of her is constant in the air.
He knows it's all in vain, so the phantom he's become finds his shell crying in the streets. When sunday comes again, his heart plays like a violin with the bittersweet conviction that what they both had still matters in some way. Even when he logically knows that every good thing they shared is over, he hopes that she, even if she promises love to another person, still dreams about that one love that went away. Of course, that solves nothing: he's still a phantom haunting empty, soulless streets.
Or maybe I just think that because it described my life perfectly for some months.
For me it's about a guy who tries to move on with his life while a former lover, who he still loves, calls him every sunday. She realizes her life is worse without him, but they both know it can't happen again. Still, when she calls, summer waits in the leaves, as lovely as he'd ever known. The rest of the time he tries to keep himself busy so the wind won't blow him back to the conversations, promises and situations. The thought of her is constant in the air.
He knows it's all in vain, so the phantom he's become finds his shell crying in the streets. When sunday comes again, his heart plays like a violin with the bittersweet conviction that what they both had still matters in some way. Even when he logically knows that every good thing they shared is over, he hopes that she, even if she promises love to another person, still dreams about that one love that went away. Of course, that solves nothing: he's still a phantom haunting empty, soulless streets.
Or maybe I just think that because it described my life perfectly for some months.