Illusions
Petrichor Lyrics
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With all these walls around me?
All of my life I've built them up,
I'm caught inside of definition,
And I can't help but feel I'm stuck.
What can I feel,
When every feeling feels so real?
My heart is lied to by desire,
An Iron chain of boundless zeal.
If time is an illusion,
Where does that leave me but
Trapped inside an everchanging dream:
A simulation of
What will come to pass,
If we can find a way to see
Past the Illusions.
What can I know,
When water so clear can turn to snow?
All of these questions inside my head are
Fighting a war with me,
When all that dictates a tree's life is the color
Of the stuff that falls from the sky.
Some say time is fixed;
A fleeting image to our minds,
Each wristwatch: a corrosion,
Each telescope a time machine, to
See the stars of our past lives.
We look through the glass at
Twisted objects held up to the other side
Trying to make out shapes and figures that
We can call
The truth
The lyrics of Petrichor's song Illusions speak of a feeling of being trapped and limited by the walls we build around ourselves. The first verse talks about how we define ourselves and our lives by the walls we have built, but this definition can leave us feeling stuck. The second verse talks about how our emotions and desires can be a trap, often deceiving us and keeping us bound in a never-ending cycle of zeal. The chorus talks about how time is just an illusion, and if we can find a way to see past it, we can break free from the illusions that keep us trapped.
The bridge shifts the focus to questioning our perception of reality. Despite the clarity of water turning to snow, we are unable to fully comprehend the complexities of the world around us. The third verse introduces the idea that time is not fixed and can be perceived in different ways. Our minds can transform a simple wristwatch into a machine that takes us through time. The final lines of the song describe the endless pursuit of truth that we all embark on, trying to find meaning in the shapes and shadows we see through the glass.
Overall, the song speaks to the human condition of feeling trapped and limited by our perceptions of reality. It urges us to question these perceptions and look deeper to find meaning and truth beyond the illusions that hold us back.
Line by Line Meaning
What can I see,
I'm surrounded by walls that limit my vision
With all these walls around me?
My life has been defined by restrictions
All of my life I've built them up,
I've constructed these boundaries myself
I'm caught inside of definition,
I'm trapped by predefined expectations
And I can't help but feel I'm stuck.
I'm struggling to find a way out
What can I feel,
What emotions can I trust?
When every feeling feels so real?
Is reality distorted by desire?
When you see ice and I see fire,
Is our perception of reality different?
My heart is lied to by desire,
Desire is misleading me
An Iron chain of boundless zeal.
I'm bound by my own fervor
If time is an illusion,
Is time really what we think it is?
Where does that leave me but
What does that mean for me?
Trapped inside an everchanging dream:
Am I stuck in a constantly shifting reality?
A simulation of
A replica of a reality that is not quite true
What will come to pass,
What's going to happen?
If we can find a way to see
If we can change our perspective
Past the Illusions.
To see beyond what's not truly there
What can I know,
What do I actually comprehend?
When water so clear can turn to snow?
When things can change so rapidly?
All of these questions inside my head are
All of this doubt and confusion I'm feeling
Fighting a war with me,
Is causing an internal battle
When all that dictates a tree's life is the color
When nature is controlled by physical properties
Of the stuff that falls from the sky.
Like rain or snow that nourishes or kills
Some say time is fixed;
Some people believe time doesn't change
A fleeting image to our minds,
A transient concept shaped by our minds
Each wristwatch: a corrosion,
Every timepiece is a reminder of time's decay
Each telescope a time machine, to
Using technology to observe the past
See the stars of our past lives.
Observing the sky is like looking at our own history
We look through the glass at
Peering through a lens at
Twisted objects held up to the other side
Distorted and unrecognizable from the other side
Trying to make out shapes and figures that
Attempting to identify something tangible that
We can call the truth
We can label as reality
Contributed by Grayson O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.