"I’m not man enough to be human but I’m trying to fit in, and I’m learning to fake it."
This is coming from someone who's always seen "being human" as a sort of crowd, a belonging category. But wants to try to at least act the part so that he can be with the woman he loves, since the way he used to be wouldn't work.
"Don’t ever meet their friends. It tells you too much, or not enough, or worse--exactly the wrong thing."
This, I find, adds to what is on a couple different albums:
"I'll join the crowd that wants to see me dead, but right now I feel I belong for the first time." - "Oh no, it is everything they said it was. Oh no, I am all the things they said I was."
So he's trying to tell himself that even if he becomes human, he could potentially be told that he's been living the "wrong way" all his life; thus won't be able to have the one he loves.
"Every nuance, every detail, every movement, every smell, sound, phrase, the way she laughs; these are the things that you obsessively fetishize or make yourself grow to love."
Pretty self explanitory
"but you are supposed to be done growing. She is still growing. Its like a garden with two flowers, one just blooming and casting a shadow, just like yours"
He's saying to himself that to have her, he feels he must be complete; a perfect model of a man. While she is still changing, and so since he's still growing along side her he feels her changes are overshadowing and hindering his own transformation.
"Then it becomes struggle of sunlight, or rain, or weeds. She and every she is doomed to be your idea of her."
This line I find particularly deep. As they grow together, she sucks his resources while she becomes grows into the perfect woman for him.
"I’m not man enough to be human but I’m trying to fit in, and I’m learning to fake it--but worse so. Back to the point. You are no longer the flower and the sun, and most importantly the garden, or the gardener, a muse, your amusement. I am used. Its all ruined if you meet their friends. She and every she is doomed to be your idea of her."
Now she has become something much more, as she has grown past him. And he now realises that once he becomes human, his idea of her will be ruined.
"You never wanted to share your concept of your creation with any other gods or worshippers. Your book isn’t burned. It was never written."
"I’m not man enough to be human but I’m trying to fit in, and I’m learning to fake it."
This is coming from someone who's always seen "being human" as a sort of crowd, a belonging category. But wants to try to at least act the part so that he can be with the woman he loves, since the way he used to be wouldn't work.
"Don’t ever meet their friends. It tells you too much, or not enough, or worse--exactly the wrong thing."
This, I find, adds to what is on a couple different albums:
"I'll join the crowd that wants to see me dead, but right now I feel I belong for the first time." - "Oh no, it is everything they said it was. Oh no, I am all the things they said I was."
So he's trying to tell himself that even if he becomes human, he could potentially be told that he's been living the "wrong way" all his life; thus won't be able to have the one he loves.
"Every nuance, every detail, every movement, every smell, sound, phrase, the way she laughs; these are the things that you obsessively fetishize or make yourself grow to love."
Pretty self explanitory
"but you are supposed to be done growing. She is still growing. Its like a garden with two flowers, one just blooming and casting a shadow, just like yours"
He's saying to himself that to have her, he feels he must be complete; a perfect model of a man. While she is still changing, and so since he's still growing along side her he feels her changes are overshadowing and hindering his own transformation.
"Then it becomes struggle of sunlight, or rain, or weeds. She and every she is doomed to be your idea of her."
This line I find particularly deep. As they grow together, she sucks his resources while she becomes grows into the perfect woman for him.
"I’m not man enough to be human but I’m trying to fit in, and I’m learning to fake it--but worse so. Back to the point. You are no longer the flower and the sun, and most importantly the garden, or the gardener, a muse, your amusement. I am used. Its all ruined if you meet their friends. She and every she is doomed to be your idea of her."
Now she has become something much more, as she has grown past him. And he now realises that once he becomes human, his idea of her will be ruined.
"You never wanted to share your concept of your creation with any other gods or worshippers. Your book isn’t burned. It was never written."
He's never wanted anyone else but her.
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