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All these walls were never really there
Nor the ceiling or the chair
I am eking weeks of peace on a beach
I see the breezes weave the trees
These walls you find - they're yours and mine
Confined not by them I
I am in times that lie behind my eyelids
The sunsets steal the rising silence
I'll not feel no fear
'Cause I'm not really here
I'm nowhere near here
There's no rain on roof that grates and beats me
My favorite tree breaking lights to pieces
Sprinkling, shaded light on me
Throw a stone as high as you can
And hearing with hand not hear it land
Nothing taxing, dusting sand
My window and world spins and twirls
The walls then fall, I recall the sore
White clouds white wash faded spotless
The weighty shadows, ranges of rocks
The cold is all illusion thought up
The stroll on the shore, snooze and explore
All possibilities in each new morning
Until satisfied reaching out, yawning
Fish in a big dish, some rice and spice
Salt over shoulder never (?)
The truth I've told was silence sometimes
But who soul does not hide any crimes
Wrapped in walls, encircled by work
The walls fall - this story occurs
No barrier, no boundary, all hours I please
The freedom to stay all stray
Be fiend or friend, cause no harm but charm - the peaceful end
I'll not feel no fear
'Cause I'm not really here
I'm nowhere near here
Pale ancient woods, strewn white sandy bays
This ugly room pales away today
I am swimming, in the ocean
I sink slow motion
Fingers, toes floating
Every year 'til yesterday
Seeing the eternal setting sea
I compare all this to me
Little fleeting momentary me
I blink my eyes, this is reminding me
Life lies in the blink of an eye
The old die for reasons, new tide, four seasons
New life born is like changing
All these walls were really never there
Nor the ceiling or the chair
I am eking weeks of peace on a beach
I see the breezes weave the trees
I am not here at all
You dearly fooled
I see busheling trees, the shush at the sea
The mischievous
Fluttering seagulls
No!
I'm not trapped in a box, I'm glancing at rocks
I am dancing off docks
Since this dance began
That's where I am
I'm not feel no fear
Cause I'm not really here
I'm nowhere near
Nor the ceiling or the chair
I am eking weeks of peace on a beach
I see the breezes weave the trees
These walls you find - they're yours and mine
Confined not by them I
I am in times that lie behind my eyelids
The sunsets steal the rising silence
I'll not feel no fear
'Cause I'm not really here
I'm nowhere near here
There's no rain on roof that grates and beats me
My favorite tree breaking lights to pieces
Sprinkling, shaded light on me
Throw a stone as high as you can
And hearing with hand not hear it land
Nothing taxing, dusting sand
My window and world spins and twirls
The walls then fall, I recall the sore
White clouds white wash faded spotless
The weighty shadows, ranges of rocks
The cold is all illusion thought up
The stroll on the shore, snooze and explore
All possibilities in each new morning
Until satisfied reaching out, yawning
Fish in a big dish, some rice and spice
Salt over shoulder never (?)
The truth I've told was silence sometimes
But who soul does not hide any crimes
Wrapped in walls, encircled by work
The walls fall - this story occurs
No barrier, no boundary, all hours I please
The freedom to stay all stray
Be fiend or friend, cause no harm but charm - the peaceful end
I'll not feel no fear
'Cause I'm not really here
I'm nowhere near here
Pale ancient woods, strewn white sandy bays
This ugly room pales away today
I am swimming, in the ocean
I sink slow motion
Fingers, toes floating
Every year 'til yesterday
Seeing the eternal setting sea
I compare all this to me
Little fleeting momentary me
I blink my eyes, this is reminding me
Life lies in the blink of an eye
The old die for reasons, new tide, four seasons
New life born is like changing
All these walls were really never there
Nor the ceiling or the chair
I am eking weeks of peace on a beach
I see the breezes weave the trees
I am not here at all
You dearly fooled
I see busheling trees, the shush at the sea
The mischievous
Fluttering seagulls
No!
I'm not trapped in a box, I'm glancing at rocks
I am dancing off docks
Since this dance began
That's where I am
I'm not feel no fear
Cause I'm not really here
I'm nowhere near
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"thats where I've been, this this stance began"
is all relevant that the world around him doesnt affect his inner peace with himself, he doesnt let shit (the world for that matter and all its contents) filter into his inner peace of his soul, his soul is watching clouds and sitting on shores; Since he's discovered how to handle life as a man. awesome awesome awesome. growing up following skinner as an artist through his albums really lead me to a great appreciate of poetry, and this album is just that
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After seeing the film, i think this song would have been perfect.
Some of the song is just poetic fluff, but it sounds exceedingly beautiful. The metaphors are dripping with creativity, and they are improvised so try not to stare for an interpretation, What I can say is that when he says "no...I'm not trapped in a box...im glancing at rocks...im dancing off docks."
its a slight reference to things going away when he says dancing off docks...like you cant dance off a dock, you need to sail from one in a boat, so hes making fun of the escapism he has personified, having a bit of fun with it, and letting you all know how he feels about super serious things. He's an escapist... Mike has some floppy tracks yes but this one makes up for ALL of them. I'd buy an album for this single tune
Thanks in advance. :)
Dont mean to put a black mark on a fucking beautiful n happy song tho haha!
so i've heard.
'im so done' at 4mins 42 seconds. what do u think this means?
i herd that mike skinner was going into acting after his tour for the new album is over, does anyone think this is connected?