History
Craig Stickland Lyrics
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Almost all the time
And in the haze of those wasted hours
You had ways of reading my mind
But all we have is history
Between us now
Caught up in a mystery
I think about those car rides
Our lives sped into my sweetest memories
And every time I think I'm free
Get caught up in our history
It's always been a mystery
How you became my history
We used to hate those kinds of people
But now those people are you and I
And ever since you've become a stranger
All that's left are my red eyes
But all we have is history
Between us now
Caught up in a mystery
That I can't figure out
I think about those car rides
Our lives sped into my sweetest memories
And every time I think I'm free
Get caught up in our history
It's always been a mystery
How you became my history
If history's repeated
Where are you and I
If history repeated
Would we fall back in time
All we have is history
Between us now
Caught up in a mystery
That I can't figure out
I think about those car rides
Our lives sped into my sweetest memories
And every time I think I'm free
Get caught up in our history
It's always been a mystery
How you became my history
Craig Stickland's song "History" is a reflection on a past relationship that has become a mystery to the artist. The song starts by setting the scene of the relationship with the line "We had red eyes almost all the time" which can be interpreted as the couple having spent many sleepless nights together, perhaps partying or discussing their future together. However, Stickland notes that even though they spent so much time together, they were still unable to fully understand each other, saying "You had ways of reading my mind".
The chorus of the song echoes the sentiment of the lost connection with the line "But all we have is history between us now, caught up in a mystery that I can't figure out". This highlights the fact that even though they shared so much together, the relationship has ended and the memories are all that remains. Stickland reminisces on the good times the couple shared, particularly the car rides which he describes as the "sweetest memories" of his life. Despite having moved on, he still gets caught up in their history, showing how deep the connection between the two really was.
Towards the end of the song, Stickland poses an interesting question; "if history's repeated, where are you and I?". It is clear that the artist is wondering if they could ever reconnect and start over again. Overall, "History" is a reflective and emotive song that explores the depth of connection between two people and the enduring nature of memories.
Line by Line Meaning
We had red eyes
Our eyes were red from being tired or perhaps from crying.
Almost all the time
This was a constant state for us.
And in the haze of those wasted hours
During all that time we spent together, we were usually just wasting time and not doing anything productive.
You had ways of reading my mind
You were able to understand what I was thinking or feeling without me having to say it out loud.
But all we have is history
Our relationship is now over and all we have left are memories of the past.
Between us now
This is the only thing remaining in our relationship.
Caught up in a mystery
We are both unsure of what went wrong or how we got to this point.
That I can't figure out
I am trying to understand what happened, but I can't seem to make sense of it.
I think about those car rides
I remember the times we spent together, specifically the car rides we took.
Our lives sped into my sweetest memories
These memories are some of the moments I treasure most in my life.
And every time I think I'm free
I believe I am over our relationship, but then something keeps drawing me back to these memories.
Get caught up in our history
I keep going back to our past and can't seem to move forward.
It's always been a mystery
Our relationship was never clear and I am still confused about it.
How you became my history
I am not sure how we ended up where we are, but we are no longer together.
We used to hate those kinds of people
We used to look down on people who acted like we did, but now we are those people ourselves.
But now those people are you and I
We have both changed, and now we are the type of people we used to dislike.
And ever since you've become a stranger
Since we've broken up, you have become a completely different person to me, like a stranger.
All that's left are my red eyes
The only reminder of our past are my tired, red eyes.
If history's repeated
If we were to go back and repeat our past.
Where are you and I
Where would we be and how would we change?
If history repeated
If we relived our past.
Would we fall back in time
Would we end up back where we started?
Writer(s): Cat Lewis
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