I always take songs in a very interpersonal way, even if it is self-centered because that's how I connect with the songs.
He looks just like the sun, but that doesn't mean he is the sun. This expression could be because in someone else's eyes, he could be glorified or they could be in love with him.
[Heart is pounding in his chest / reaches suddenly for his gun / Ship is sailing in the west / A flower that would be his fun] -- A sense of panic, searching for his gun suddenly. Going west, he comes across a girl, obviously.
[Tree of antlers on his head / Weary red split-open eyes / I'm on the corner thinkin' 'bout my bed / He just stands there and signifies ] -- Mass of problems in his head or maybe a lot of worries. The red eyes make me think he's drunk or fucked up. While I'm busy wondering about sleep, he's just there as a meaning to me.
[ Gold and red, the colours change / And she can't forget / Turning back I thought I knew someone / You better check your watch / I think it's time you left / In darkness still, It's obvious to everyone / Looks just like the sun ] -- The seasons change, I can't forget. You think you know everything about someone, but when you find you don't, you tell them to get the fuck out. Still in my darkest hours, I think about you and how you look just like the fucking sun.
I always take songs in a very interpersonal way, even if it is self-centered because that's how I connect with the songs.
He looks just like the sun, but that doesn't mean he is the sun. This expression could be because in someone else's eyes, he could be glorified or they could be in love with him.
[Heart is pounding in his chest / reaches suddenly for his gun / Ship is sailing in the west / A flower that would be his fun] -- A sense of panic, searching for his gun suddenly. Going west, he comes across a girl, obviously.
[Tree of antlers on his head / Weary red split-open eyes / I'm on the corner thinkin' 'bout my bed / He just stands there and signifies ] -- Mass of problems in his head or maybe a lot of worries. The red eyes make me think he's drunk or fucked up. While I'm busy wondering about sleep, he's just there as a meaning to me.
[ Gold and red, the colours change / And she can't forget / Turning back I thought I knew someone / You better check your watch / I think it's time you left / In darkness still, It's obvious to everyone / Looks just like the sun ] -- The seasons change, I can't forget. You think you know everything about someone, but when you find you don't, you tell them to get the fuck out. Still in my darkest hours, I think about you and how you look just like the fucking sun.