Bartholemew
Adam Green Lyrics

Bartholemew bring me a fork
Asking for a fork with the assumption that something delicious is just about to happen

There's a minstrel parade on tv
A parade of performers / influencers is being broadcasted, making it harder to distinguish from reality

Let the lights glow, an excellent reason
Choosing to be filled with optimism and positivity, with the belief that something good is going to happen

To stay home tonight
Opting to stay indoors, avoiding whatever noise may be happening outside

Oh the old men wave their canes
The elderly are stuck in their old ways and traditions, resisting change

They have yesterday's brains
Their way of thinking is outdated and not in tune with the present

And their worlds stop turning on sundays
They have made a schedule of their lives and refuse to make impromptu changes, even when presented with opportunities

The young lives are clipped
The potential of the youth is being cut short

And smudged on the rocks
They are left to falter while trying to make the best of a bad situation

Distorted and forgotten
They may no longer reflect their true selves, but can't be bothered to pick up the pieces

Quietly she enters the room
A person of interest appears, but can't verbally express or do anything about it

But we can't talk, we can not be seen
The situation is awkward, and neither party can initiate a conversation or make a move because of the circumstances

Returning her new pair of jeans
Trying to revert back to what's familiar, and not settling for something new and experimental

Just to stay home tonight
Choosing to miss out on opportunities once again, for fear of being disappointed

Oh the mirror always shows
The reflection a person sees when he/she looks in the mirror is not always accurate, often revealing things that are hidden beyond the surface

There's a stranger in my clothes
Feeling like a different person today, neither separate from nor completely resembling the person you used to be

Standing on the third rail
Stepping on something dangerous, knowing full well the consequences

Lost at sea
Being disoriented and not know where to turn next

Searching for me
In search of oneself, finding something that makes you whole

And we don't know how to sail
Being lost at sea with no prior knowledge of how to handle the situation

So if you go to guitar store
If you happen to visit a guitar shop

You will see me again
Encountering the same person you met once before

Holding the door
Choosing to block the way out and stay in your comfort zone

It's an excellent night to sleep on the floor
Preferring a more grounded and modest lifestyle

If you stay home tonight
Another night for staying in and not experiencing what the world has to offer

Oh I saw you before
Remembering someone who made an impression on you

In the guitar store
The setting where you first encountered them

I was lonely, lazy and useless
Feeling down on oneself and not productive

And Bartholemew moans
Hearing a moaning sound from an unidentified source

To the counterfeit clones
Reaching out to people who also feel like they're not in touch with their true selves

When he feels like he's not a human
When one is feeling disconnected and alone, like he/she does not have a place in the world