World In A Bottle
Anavae Lyrics
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Here it's always cloudy.
When it rains it'll all be over,
There's just never enough time.
We're going nowhere so very fast,
And everything else is changing,
And flying through our present becomes the past.
Boats made from leaves,
Sacrifice, wrapped in straw,
When I was a kid, the world was in a bottle,
Cause my friends they were different.
I've got civilisations living amongst the tree's,
Whole families living inside of my own sleeves,
In these stitches that I wore so thin.
Waking up clutching shards of broken glass,
Shattered reflections of a broken world,
Waking up pouring drops of my own blood.
Every time this happens we're...
Going nowhere so very fast,
And everything else is changing,
And flying through our present becomes the past.
With every second that's spent, We're spent.
Oh I'm spent, I'm spent.
The sounds are on repeat just like when we were 16,
I can't begin to explain...
Can't begin to explain, anything!
They can't all just be worlds in my head,
Explore these doors I will find,
This space I know I'll find!
Going nowhere so very fast,
And everything else is changing,
And flying through our present becomes the past.
Oh the past!
With every second that's spent, We're spent.
Oh I'm spent, I'm spent
The lyrics of Anavae's song "World In A Bottle" emphasize the fleeting nature of time and how we are constantly moving towards a future that we cannot predict. The opening lines, "racing the morning light over, here it's always cloudy" suggest a sense of urgency and speed, yet also a feeling of being stuck in one place. The cloudy setting implies a sense of heaviness and gloominess, indicating that the characters in the song may be struggling with something.
The chorus repeats the idea of going nowhere fast and everything else changing, highlighting the inevitability of time passing and the unstoppable cycle of life. The lines "boats made from leaves, sacrifice, wrapped in straw" evoke a childlike imagination and the innocence of youth, while "shattered reflections of a broken world" and "pouring drops of my own blood" hint at darker experiences.
The final lines of the song express a desire for exploration and adventure, a sense that there is more to life than just what we see in front of us. The repetition of being "spent" suggests exhaustion and weariness, but also a sense of having lived so fully that there is nothing left to give.
Overall, "World In A Bottle" is a deeply introspective song that reflects on the passage of time, the complexities of life, and the ongoing search for meaning and purpose.
Line by Line Meaning
Racing the morning light over,
Trying to live fast and make the most of our time.
Here it's always cloudy.
Living in a world of gloom and uncertainty.
When it rains it'll all be over,
Feeling like the end is near and there's little hope.
There's just never enough time.
Feeling like time is slipping away and we can't catch up.
We're going nowhere so very fast,
Feeling stuck and unable to progress despite our efforts.
And everything else is changing,
Seeing the world around us evolve and shift while we remain stagnant.
And flying through our present becomes the past.
Wishing we could hold onto moments and memories forever, but realizing they quickly slip away.
With every second that's spent, We're spent.
Feeling exhausted and drained with each passing moment.
Boats made from leaves,
Imagining a world where anything is possible and creativity is limitless.
Sacrifice, wrapped in straw,
Thinking about the sacrifices we make in life, and how they're often fragile and fleeting.
When I was a kid, the world was in a bottle,
Remembering a simpler time when the world was full of wonder and everything seemed possible.
Cause my friends they were different.
Feeling like our friends and loved ones are what make life meaningful.
I've got civilisations living amongst the tree's,
Imagining worlds and stories that exist in our own minds, waiting to be explored.
Whole families living inside of my own sleeves,
Thinking about the connections we have to the people and things around us, and how they're always with us.
In these stitches that I wore so thin.
Feeling like we're being held together by a fragile thread, and that it's starting to unravel.
Waking up clutching shards of broken glass,
Feeling like we've been hurt and betrayed, and that the pieces of ourselves are scattered everywhere.
Shattered reflections of a broken world,
Feeling like the world around us is falling apart, and that we're powerless to stop it.
Waking up pouring drops of my own blood.
Feeling like we're bleeding out, both literally and metaphorically.
The sounds are on repeat just like when we were 16,
Feeling like our lives are constantly repeating themselves, and that we're stuck in the same patterns we were in as teenagers.
I can't begin to explain...
Feeling like our experiences are too complex and nuanced to put into words.
They can't all just be worlds in my head,
Wondering whether our dreams and imagination are just figments of our own minds, or whether they represent something deeper.
Explore these doors I will find,
Feeling like there are hidden worlds and opportunities waiting to be discovered if we're brave enough to try.
This space I know I'll find!
Believing that there are places and experiences beyond what we can see and touch, and that if we keep searching, we'll eventually find them.
Oh the past!
Reflecting on the memories and experiences we've had, and realizing that they're the foundation of who we are today.
Oh I'm spent, I'm spent.
Feeling completely exhausted and depleted, physically and emotionally.
Contributed by Henry J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Jax
Racing the morning light over,
Here it's always cloudy.
When it rains it'll all be over,
There's just never enough time.
We're going nowhere so very fast,
And everything else is changing,
And flying through our present becomes the past.
With every second that's spent, we're spent.Ā
Boats made from leaves,Ā
Sacrifice, wrapped in straw,Ā
When I was a kid, the world was in a bottle,
Cause my friends they were different.Ā
I've got civilisations living amongst the trees,
Whole families living inside of my own sleeves,Ā
In these stitches that I wore so thin.
Waking up clutching shards of broken glass,
Shattered reflections of a broken world,
Waking up pouring drops of my own blood.
Every time this happens we're...
Going nowhere so very fast,Ā
And everything else is changing,
And flying through our present becomes the past.
With every second that's spent, we're spent.Ā
Oh I'm spent, I'm spent.Ā
The sounds are on repeat just like when we were 16,
I can't begin to explain...
Can't begin to explain, anything!
They can't all just be worlds in my head,
Explore these doors I will find,
This space I know I'll find!Ā
Going nowhere so very fast,Ā
And everything else is changing,
And flying through our present becomes the past.Ā
Oh the past!Ā
With every second that's spent, we're spent.Ā
Oh I'm spent, I'm spent!
Melvin Kerk
I miss the days back when I discovered this band
h0pesfall
same!
LostinOC
work on a time machine, relive it!
Marco DePolo
i support this band and their music the lead singer definately has a unique voice that rocks the female rock world! keep it coming!
felyyyyy
This band is literally the best. I've been listening to them for nearly 24 hours...
Catalina Saez Campos
amo esta mĆŗsica.. con esta mĆŗsica me siento otra persona .. como si fuera una chica rebelde
stelven cerron
Amo esta cancion
Konichiwa bitches!
Paramore vibes. I love it!
Kial Schwingel
I love her voice
davis10557181
This song and video were amazing! They have a very bright future and I look forward to more music!