Reflections
Afalina Dreams Lyrics

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Unknown you
There is nothing I could be sure about
In your eyes
In your state of mind
And only for a while
I recognize
The only you
In a multitude

Of mirrors

Why do I feel autumn gardens decaying overseas?
Why don't I stay
'Cause she wouldn't mind
What a day it is
Like it's realy-real
Nobody wants to be lied to

Sheltering from the wind
Under the limbs of these magic trees
Twisting over this place
I wish I had you back so bad

I've got a thing
For the 20something obsessed with James Joyce.
Those days
It was kind of joke
The threat of being caught
With no choice
To have a dog

And pretty much
This white-picket-fence life

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Afalina Dreams' song "Reflections" explore the complex emotions of uncertainty and longing for someone who may be difficult to understand or reach. The singer of the song expresses an awareness of the unknown qualities of the person they are referring to, with nothing certain or clear about them, except for fleeting glimpses of their true self in a "multitude of mirrors." This sense of transience and uncertainty is emphasized by the imagery of autumn gardens decaying overseas, and the desire for shelter from the winds under "magic trees" that seem to twist unnaturally.

In the midst of this emotional turbulence, the singer reflects on their own desires and longing for love, referencing the character of James Joyce and their own youthful days, where the idea of a "white-picket-fence life" with a dog seemed like a kind of joke. There is a sense of nostalgia and yearning for a simpler time, where the threat of being caught wasn't as pressing and choices seemed less limited.

Overall, the lyrics of "Reflections" convey a sense of introspection and vulnerability, with a focus on the complexity of human emotion and the desire for connection with others.

Line by Line Meaning

Unknown you
I don't know you

There is nothing I could be sure about
I have no reason to trust or believe anything about you

In your eyes
Your eyes reveal something about you

In your state of mind
Your thoughts and feelings are unclear to me

And only for a while
But only briefly

I recognize
I think I see

The only you
The true you

In a multitude
Among many different versions of you

Of mirrors
That are reflecting you

Why do I feel autumn gardens decaying overseas?
Why do I feel a sense of sadness or decay in faraway places?

Why don't I stay
Why am I always leaving?