Sun
BLOWSOM Lyrics

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Take the words, the sun they cannot misly
The feel, the tears, the nothing's sad still
The taste, the dizzy pointman does not exist

The trade and traps, the feeling but nothing's that real
The coming breathes and friends
Can, can, can

They really wanna speech him
All the sand spreads
Shaved...

The night, the trick, the funeral of the great son
They couldn't, was worse than the ants all the
The taste of the expectation is coming just fine

The trade and traps, the feeling
But nothing's that real

The light of sheeps is driving down
The storage of lost clouds

Imagine that planes seen stage of huge crowds
The echo tease pears
No ones the follows fade out

You call me weird and friends
Can, can, can, can
They really wanna speech him
All the sand spreads
Shaved...

You call me ... and frase
Again, again, again

They really wanna speech him

All the sand spreads
Shaved...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to BLOWSOM's song "Sun" are abstract and open to interpretation, but it appears to be about the complexities of life and human emotions. The opening lines "Take the words, the sun they cannot misly" suggest the purity and truthfulness of the sun, which cannot be deceived. The next line "The feel, the tears, the nothing's sad still" could be interpreted as the range of emotions that humans experience, including sadness, but ultimately everything ends up feeling empty. The following line "The taste, the dizzy pointman does not exist" could possibly mean that the things we pursue in life, such as success or achievements, are temporary and ultimately do not matter.

The rest of the song continues with this theme of the impermanence and uncertainty of life, with lines such as "The trade and traps, the feeling but nothing's that real" and "The storage of lost clouds." The repeated line "They really wanna speech him / All the sand spreads / Shaved..." could represent the pressure to conform and fit in with society's expectations, while also emphasizing the fleeting nature of life.

Overall, the lyrics of "Sun" evoke a sense of introspection and contemplation on the human experience, highlighting the need to find meaning and purpose in life despite its inherent transience.

Line by Line Meaning

Take the words, the sun they cannot misly
The sun is a truthful entity that cannot deceive with words.

The feel, the tears, the nothing's sad still
Even in sadness, one can feel numb and emotionless.

The taste, the dizzy pointman does not exist
Taste and dizziness can be illusions that do not actually exist.

The trade and traps, the feeling but nothing's that real
There are many false things in the world that can distort emotions and reality.

The coming breathes and friends Can, can, can
New beginnings and supportive friends can provide hope and encouragement.

They really wanna speech him All the sand spreads Shaved...
Someone is being talked about and rumors are spreading quickly.

The night, the trick, the funeral of the great son
A night of deceit and the loss of someone important.

They couldn't, was worse than the ants all the The taste of the expectation is coming just fine
The reality is worse than imagined, but one can still anticipate good things.

The trade and traps, the feeling But nothing's that real
Reiterating that much of what people experience is not authentic or genuine.

The light of sheeps is driving down The storage of lost clouds
An image of soft light fading away as a symbol of lost dreams and memories.

Imagine that planes seen stage of huge crowds The echo tease pears No ones the follows fade out
A vivid image of planes flying over a large crowd with echoes teasing fruit, but eventually the excitement fades away and no one follows.

You call me weird and friends Can, can, can, can
Despite being called weird or different, one can still find support and encouragement from true friends.

They really wanna speech him All the sand spreads Shaved...
Repeating the theme of rumors spreading quickly about someone.

You call me ... and frase Again, again, again
Despite being called names or put down, the singer continues to face it again and again.

They really wanna speech him All the sand spreads Shaved...
Final repetition of rumors spreading quickly about someone.

Writer(s): Arnaud Bernard

Contributed by Kaitlyn C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.

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