Mer Girl
Madonna Lyrics

I ran from my house
I left my home behind as it could no longer constrain me.

That cannot contain me
I felt restricted and confined by my home.

From the man that I cannot keep
I fled from a man I couldn't hold onto and maintain a relationship with.

From my mother who haunts me
I was haunted by my mother's memory, even though she had passed away.

Even though she's gone
Although my mother is no longer alive, I still feel her presence.

From my daughter that never sleeps
I was running away from my responsibilities as a mother, which felt overwhelming.

I ran from the noise and the silence
I wanted to escape from both the overwhelming sounds of the city and the deafening silence of my own thoughts.

From the traffic on the streets
I left the loud and chaotic traffic-filled streets behind.

I ran to the treetops
I sought refuge in the heights of the trees, to gain a new perspective on my life.

I ran to the sky
I looked up to the vast and infinite sky, hoping to find something to hold onto.

Out to the lake
I went to the lake, to find solace in the calming water.

Into the rain
I walked into the rain, seeking to be cleansed and refreshed.

That matted my hair
The rain soaked my hair, making it clump together and causing physical discomfort.

And soaked my shoes and skin
The rain drenched my clothes and skin, making me feel exposed and vulnerable.

Hid my tears, hid my fears
The rain served as a cover for my emotional turmoil, concealing my tears and fears from the world.

I ran to the forest
I sought refuge in the sanctuary of the forest, hoping to find peace.

I ran to the trees
I surrounded myself with the natural world, to escape the chaos of civilization.

I ran and ran
I kept running, seeking something that seemed elusive and unattainable.

I was looking for me
I had lost my sense of identity and desperately searched for it.

I ran past the churches
I bypassed religious structures, which were no longer providing me with the guidance I needed.

And the crooked old mailbox
I raced past an old mailbox, which represented the mundane aspects of life I was trying to avoid.

Past the apple orchards
I passed orchards, which symbolized the fruit of society's labor, and which I had grown tired of.

And the lady that never talks
I avoided people who never spoke, as I was running from the voicelessness that had taken over my life.

Up into the hills
I climbed up to the highlands to gain a new perspective on my life.

I ran to the cemetery
I visited the land of the dead where my mother was buried, seeking answers to the mysteries of life.

And held my breath
I paused and held my breath, waiting for something to happen or for insight to come.

And thought about your death
I meditated on the concept of death, trying to come to grips with its inevitability.

I ran to the lake
I went back to the lake, which had become a familiar and comforting place for me.

I'm looking there still
I'm still searching for something, not sure what it is or where to find it.

And I saw the crumbling tombstones
I observed tombstones falling apart, milestones of people's lives that had disappeared into the past.

All the forgotten names
I saw the names of people forgotten by the world, lost in the annals of time.

I tasted the rain
I felt the rain on my face, tasting its bitterness, which mirrored the bitterness within me.

I tasted my tears
I tasted the tears that had mixed with the rain, which represented the sorrow and anguish within me.

I cursed the angels
I railed against divine intervention, feeling abandoned and forgotten.

I tasted my fears
I discovered the taste of my own fear and dread, which had become my constant companions.

And the ground gave way beneath my feet
I experienced a moment of disorientation and fear, as the ground seemed to shift and shake beneath me.

And the earth took me in her arms
I surrendered to the power of the natural world, letting myself be consumed by the earth's embrace.

Leaves covered my face
I was surrounded by the autumnal leaves, which obscured my vision and augmented my sense of disorientation.

Ants marched across my back
I was overtaken by countless ants, representing the many sources of adversity that had captivated my life.

The black sky opened up
I witnessed the sky turning dark, taking on an ominous and foreboding appearance.

Blinding me
The intensity of the darkness overtook me, rendering me without vision or direction.

And I smelt her burning flesh
I imagined the scent of my mother's death: the smell of her burning flesh, which still remained with me.

Her rotting bones
I visualized my mother's decomposition, feeling the grotesque details of the process within my mind.

Her decay
I was consumed by the idea of my mother's decay, which had become a part of my own psyche.

I'm still running away
I have been running away from everything in my life, still unsure of where to go or what to do.