This song reminds me of how the world seems to me, so this is quite subjective.
The world, once you reach a certain point in life, can seemingly hand you every plausible reason to kill yourself. Job sucks. Girlfriend cheats on you but you're still madly in love with her. All your friends never were good friends to begin with. Your family is weird and you feel somewhat shoved aside, no matter whether they love you or not.
You turn to the old journal as a last attempt at self-preservation. In writing, you discover your anger, your apathy, every emotion you've tried to swallow. That's the rope.
The rope, obviously a noose, is dangling right before you. You either feel strong enough to not have its hands of twine wrap around your neck, or you hate life so much that you even hate the rope, you hate the choice that it offers you.
So you "climb the rope." You use that strength, perhaps that fear of dying, to continue with your life. The song is the precursor to success or failure. But you're willing to give it one more shot.
This song reminds me of how the world seems to me, so this is quite subjective.
The world, once you reach a certain point in life, can seemingly hand you every plausible reason to kill yourself. Job sucks. Girlfriend cheats on you but you're still madly in love with her. All your friends never were good friends to begin with. Your family is weird and you feel somewhat shoved aside, no matter whether they love you or not.
You turn to the old journal as a last attempt at self-preservation. In writing, you discover your anger, your apathy, every emotion you've tried to swallow. That's the rope.
The rope, obviously a noose, is dangling right before you. You either feel strong enough to not have its hands of twine wrap around your neck, or you hate life so much that you even hate the rope, you hate the choice that it offers you.
So you "climb the rope." You use that strength, perhaps that fear of dying, to continue with your life. The song is the precursor to success or failure. But you're willing to give it one more shot.
I love this song.
I think you wrote everyone's thoughts on this song perfectly. Good summary.
I think you wrote everyone's thoughts on this song perfectly. Good summary.