Temporary
Amadeus Awad Lyrics


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I met a man
Who spent his life
Begging
For a dime and five
On every avenue
But I never knew
He'd see the world
With better eyes
He'd laugh at our
Earthly lies
He stared and asked
"Boy, is that you?"
He knew my name
He knew my shame
He said
"Boy don't you dare to blame
yourself for this, Don't you know
That it's all temporary,
You, your face
And the pain,
It's all temporary,
My mind is cold
And vain"

I wonder what daddy felt
When he said his last words,
What colors did he see
As he left this ugly world

Did he hang on to a breath
Did he fight for his life
Did he think of the kids
Did he smile for his wife?

His son will never
Ever learn
That the light of
The fire burns
Upon a touch
That love is too much...

He'll be straying
Left and right
Wondering where
To spend the night
His stranger heart
Is torn apart

But it's all temporary
You, your face
And the pain
It's all temporary
My mind is cold
And vain.

I looked art in the eyes; I embraced her, read her,
played her strings...
The lunatic, the mad, the insane...
I am.




I want the whole universe to know that
The story begins...

Overall Meaning

The song "Temporary" by Amadeus Awad has a poignant and reflective tone, with a narrative that delves into deep emotions and mortality. The opening lines talk about a man who had been begging for money his entire life, and despite his struggles, he sees the world in a different light. The singer of the song encounters this man and is surprised to discover that the man knows his name and understands his pain. The man reassures the singer that everything in life is temporary, including the singer's troubles and pain.


The second verse of the song is more introspective, with the singer contemplating what his father may have experienced in his final moments. The words are evocative: "Did he hang on to a breath, Did he fight for his life, Did he think of the kids, Did he smile for his wife?" The chorus repeats the idea of temporariness, and how everything we experience in life is fleeting. The singer then speaks about his own struggles with not knowing where to go or whom to trust, but ultimately accepts that this, too, shall pass.


The final lines of the song transition to a place of hope and undying spirit, with the singer embracing his art and putting forth a message to the universe that his story has only just begun. The message of the song is poignant and reflective, with a tinge of hope and rebirth at the end.


Line by Line Meaning

I met a man
I encountered an individual


Who spent his life
Who spent the entirety of his lifespan


Begging
Requesting charity


For a dime and five
For a relatively small amount of money


On every avenue
In all possible locations


But I never knew
However, I was unaware


He'd see the world
He would perceive the world


With better eyes
With an improved outlook


He'd laugh at our
He would laugh at our


Earthly lies
Deceptive or untrue statements pertaining to the physical world


He stared and asked
He stared and inquired


"Boy, is that you?"
"Child, is that your presence that I sense?"


He knew my name
He was aware of my identity


He knew my shame
He knew my feelings of guilt or embarrassment


He said
He communicated


"Boy don't you dare to blame
"Child, do not accuse yourself


yourself for this, Don't you know
For this situation, as you are conscious


That it's all temporary,
That it is only a transient condition


You, your face
You, as well as your visage


And the pain,
Along with any discomfort or distress


It's all temporary,
It's all fleeting


My mind is cold
My thinking is detached and emotionless


And vain
And self-centered


I wonder what daddy felt
I contemplate what my father experienced


When he said his last words,
At the moment when he uttered his final phrases


What colors did he see
What hues did he perceive


As he left this ugly world
As he departed this unpleasant existence


Did he hang on to a breath
Did he cling to life


Did he fight for his life
Did he struggle to preserve his life


Did he think of the kids
Did he give thought to his children


Did he smile for his wife?
Did he express joy for his spouse?


His son will never
His offspring will never


Ever learn
Comprehend


That the light of
That the gleam of


The fire burns
The flame's combustion


Upon a touch
Upon contact


That love is too much...
That love can be overwhelming


He'll be straying
He shall wander


Left and right
In various directions


Wondering where
Pondering about the location


To spend the night
To rest or sleep overnight


His stranger heart
His unfamiliar heart


Is torn apart
Is shattered


But it's all temporary
But it's all ephemeral


You, your face
You, as well as your countenance


And the pain
And any misery


It's all temporary
It's all transitory


My mind is cold
My thinking is detached and emotionless


And vain.
And self-centered.


I looked art in the eyes; I embraced her, read her, played her strings...
I directly gazed into art's countenance; I acknowledged her, interpreted her, utilized her components...


The lunatic, the mad, the insane...
The insane, the deranged, the mentally ill...


I am.
I exist as such.


I want the whole universe to know that
I express my desire for the whole cosmos to grasp the fact that


The story begins...
The tale starts...




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vic mtz

2019 and still amazing, arjen is just great

Jeff Turner

Awesome as always, my friend!

Rock em Balboa

One of my favourites from Death is Just a Feeling... Congratulations for this masterpiece!

Francesco Domenichetti

Wonderful, i really like it man! <3

vic mtz

2020 and still amazing

Moe W.Alsaad Music

Beautiful!

Gaby Jawhar

The Solo, that make me feel that you are reading my mind :)

Sam Seriös

Ist reminds me a little bit of the Outro of the Dream Sequencer of Ayreon.

Mišo Lužnik

Oh my... would you happen to have the clarinet parts in writing? :)

Mišo Lužnik

I haven't played my clarinet in ages, but this would be a great reason to pick it up again. I'd love to try it, if possible.

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