Mezzanine
Ed Tullett Lyrics

In foreign tongue, and in later life,
When we spoke later in life, you used a foreign language.

you spoke to me, and trees fell white.
Your words had a profound impact on me, as seen by the symbolically falling white trees.

Waned too much, I felt stellar warmth,
As my enthusiasm dwindled, I became consumed by a warmth and brightness.

cultured dress and nerves that struck in storms.
I wore refined attire, but was constantly anxious and prone to emotional outbursts.

Reciprocate, through message in the water,
I tried to communicate my feelings back to you using water as a metaphor.

still, you wanted daughter,
Despite my efforts, you still desired something that I couldn't provide.

warned by denser foes.
I was advised by people with more experience to be cautious.

In any age, it was captured in the heart's kiln,
The emotions we shared were indelibly engrained in our hearts.

taken by a lone whim,
The choices we made were often impulsive and based on intuition alone.

shot through heavy tones.
Our interactions were often fraught with intense emotions and serious subject matter.

Made forlorn by the naked form,
I felt sad and vulnerable when stripped of my defenses.

solved by any figure, weighed and torn.
I sought comfort and resolution from anyone who would listen, causing me to feel conflicted and mentally drained.

I owed enough, so watched you getting older,
I felt a sense of obligation to you, and so watched as you aged.

faster when you're colder,
Your aging seemed to accelerate when we grew distant emotionally.

warmed by levies owed.
I felt a sense of duty in providing you with warmth and comfort.

In heavy lungs, it leaked colour to the former,
The emotional weight of our past experiences affected my breathing and outlook on life.

beauty wasn't dormant,
There was beauty present in our relationship, even though it wasn't always visible.

choked on steady rows.
Our relationship was hindered by constant disagreements and tension.

Swelling up, the formant made it softer,
As our feelings intensified, they became more tender and affectionate.

passion, inner laughter,
Our relationship was fueled by mutual attraction and shared moments of joy.

mixed in heavy breaths.
These emotions were carried with us through every breath we took.

Logic, luck, the east of me was open,
My mind was open to new ideas and possibilities, governed by both reason and chance.

the silence was a token of your weary treads.
Your tired steps were reflected in the moments of quiet between us.

Haste, by which I lost colour in,
My hurried actions caused me to feel drained and lacking in vitality.

my eyes grew and washed the trouble in.
I found relief and catharsis in crying.

Traced in my steps, my chest was cold,
My every move was followed by a sense of emptiness and despair in my heart.

from all over crept the nest untold.
An unspoken issue or problem loomed over all of our interactions.

Celebrate; the hell you'd made was heatproof,
I tried to find solace in the difficulties we faced, seeing them as invincible and significant.

a ceiling made of sweet tooth,
The metaphorical ceiling that held us in place was made of sugary indulgence - false comfort.

haven in the dread.
Despite our challenges, we found comfort in each other.

Deviate, a collage of a lesser keen,
I tried to break free from our usual routine, but only managed to create a scattered and less meaningful experience.

meet me on the mezzanine
Let's meet on middle ground - neither too high nor too low.

and I will shake my head.
I will express reluctance or disapproval if we meet there.

Twenty one, the count was getting shivers,
I was unsettled and afraid as I approached the age of 21.

plenty in my tear ducts,
I was prone to crying often during this time.

it would make me strong.
My emotional vulnerability actually contributed to my strength.

Even young, my arms would show in patches,
Even when I was youthful and physically strong, I still bore signs of weakness and vulnerability.

if liquid touched your lashes
If you cried, even a little, it made me feel deeply emotional as well.

you would claim it wrong.
You tried to hide or deny your sadness or vulnerability.