This song is about depression. Clear and simple. Those who have gone through clinical depression will catch it immediately.
"In cases such as these I'd like a hand
Don't wake me up without a master plan
With silence I'm becoming fragile
Don't you understand?
When things that once were beautiful
Are bland"
To me, things I used to love, aren't fun anymore.
I lay in bed for hours. Looking for a reason to leave my bed.
"And when I feel like I can feel once again
Let me stay awhile
Soak it in awhile
If we can hold on we can fix what is wrong
Buy a little time
For this head of mine
Haven for us"
There are moments of clarity. Moments where I feel like I can laugh again. I wish I could bottle up these moments for later. Later when the moments of happiness turn into moments of dread, worthlessness, and thoughts of ending it all.
"Before we let euphoria
Convince us we are free
Remind us how we used to feel
Before when life was real"
When I'm feeling happy, there's still a nagging thought in the back of my mind. The thought that this is all going to end soon, and the next wave of depression will set it. Again, clinical depression makes you feel like nothing is real. Like nothing matters. And being happy reminds me of my carefree years. When I didn't have a demon in my chest, sucking out all the joy, life, and happiness from my life.
It's rare to find a piece of music that confronts and describes depression so boldly.
This song is about depression. Clear and simple. Those who have gone through clinical depression will catch it immediately.
"In cases such as these I'd like a hand Don't wake me up without a master plan With silence I'm becoming fragile Don't you understand? When things that once were beautiful Are bland"
To me, things I used to love, aren't fun anymore. I lay in bed for hours. Looking for a reason to leave my bed.
"And when I feel like I can feel once again Let me stay awhile Soak it in awhile If we can hold on we can fix what is wrong Buy a little time For this head of mine Haven for us"
There are moments of clarity. Moments where I feel like I can laugh again. I wish I could bottle up these moments for later. Later when the moments of happiness turn into moments of dread, worthlessness, and thoughts of ending it all.
"Before we let euphoria Convince us we are free Remind us how we used to feel Before when life was real"
When I'm feeling happy, there's still a nagging thought in the back of my mind. The thought that this is all going to end soon, and the next wave of depression will set it. Again, clinical depression makes you feel like nothing is real. Like nothing matters. And being happy reminds me of my carefree years. When I didn't have a demon in my chest, sucking out all the joy, life, and happiness from my life.
It's rare to find a piece of music that confronts and describes depression so boldly.