How Can I
Chance Emerson Lyrics

Yesterday morning
The beginning of a day in the past

I saw this man who didn′t know his life
Chance observed a man who lacked a sense of purpose

And if he did he chose to lie
The man's lack of purpose was a chosen deception

He wandered in circles
The man was lost and disoriented

Said who are you and darling who am i
The man questioned his own identity

Fictional and sleep deprived
The man's lack of purpose and self-awareness was like a fictional character, and he was not well-rested

But that got me thinking
Chance was inspired to reflect on his own life and self-awareness

I haven't asked myself in all this time
Chance realized he had not recently questioned who he truly was

About the boy behind my eyes
Chance was referring to his own inner self or personality

Is he a stranger
Chance questioned whether he was familiar with his own self

A parasitic pest inside my mind
He wondered if his inner self was harmful or destructive

Or is he just the same tonight
Alternatively, Chance wondered if his inner self was constant and unchanging

Time is a sculptor, I'm just the clay
Chance believed that time molded and shaped him, much like a sculptor molding clay

Bring me to life now, Galatea waits
Chance looks for a muse, an inspirational voice that awakens his creativity

The world may be paper i'll be okay
Chance believes in himself and his ability to navigate through life, no matter how challenging it may seem

A paper cut hurt me once but still i put pen to page, i'm singing
Although Chance was once hurt, he continues to express himself through music and song

Stare in the mirror
Chance was looking at himself in the mirror

Still dark outside and i'm already in a dive
Chance's mood was already low despite it being early in the day

You hold my hand to pass the time
Chance has someone who supports him and helps him make it through difficult times

Its supposed to be clearer
Chance expected life to be clearer, with a more defined sense of purpose

Like a little purpose straight from way up high
He desired a sense of purpose that was seemingly divine and defined from a higher power

If that′s the case then where is mine
Chance questions where his own purpose is, as he does not feel like he has it

Amorphous and tiring
Chance feels like his life is shapeless and exhausting

The changing of the seasons is alright
Chance is okay with the natural cycle of life, of things changing and growing

But not the change from deep inside
However, Chance is not okay with the change that occurs within himself

The world is a-lying
Chance believes that the world is not always telling the truth

Spin me up in your brutalist designs
Chance wants to be strengthened and given purpose by the universe

I need a piece of peace of mind
Chance wants a sense of tranquility and calmness in his mind

I loved my self from last spring
Chance previously felt confident and self-assured

I thought i knew everything
But since then, Chance has realized he does not know everything

Now i'm him and i think
Chance has since changed and had a different outlook on life

Know i know not a thing and i′m singing like
Chance understands that he still has more to learn, but he continues to express himself through music

Let me out of this place let me out,
Chance feels trapped in his unhappiness and desires to escape it

How can i love you
The song's main question is how can you love someone else if you don't love yourself