Sleepwalking
Radical Face Lyrics

I fell asleep in the chair by the fireplace
I was exhausted and dozed off on the chair that's kept next to the fireplace

And I woke up in the kitchen sink
I woke up to find myself in the kitchen sink, which means I must've sleepwalked there

With an umbrella full of holes overtop my head and
What made everything more surreal was that I was holding a worn-out umbrella over my head that had holes in it

I fell asleep on the table with your picture in hand
I had a picture of you in my hand and fell asleep while sitting on the table

And I woke up in the cupboard
After sleepwalking from the table, I found myself trapped in the cupboard for some reason

With some scrapes on my arms and a mouthful of hell
I had some injuries on my arms, and my mouth was filled with the awful taste of hell, which could be due to the cupboard or whatever I did while sleepwalking

The chains are rattling in the attic again
I heard the sound of chains rattling in the attic, which could potentially be scary

And the birds are building nests in the windowsill
Nature still goes on with its business, as the birds are seen making nests at the windowsill

Dust has settled over everything
The dust has accumulated all over the house as nobody disturbed it for a while

And the ceiling fan still cuts a lazy circle
The ceiling fan is rotating slowly in a circular motion, reminiscent of the mundane life that one can't escape easily

I got a picture on the mantlepiece
I noticed a picture that was kept on the mantlepiece, which I might have seen before

Of the way that I thought that we'd end up
The picture was taken to depict how we thought our lives would be and how we'd end up staying that way forever

But this shares no resemblance to that
Things have substantially deviated from our original plan, and nothing's going according to our expectations

Yeah, that shares no resemblance to that at all
The reality is far from what we hoped for or imagined, and there's a stark difference between the past and the present

I tore the dreams from my head and tossed them in the flames
I got rid of the dreams that I had been keeping in my head for so long and threw them into the flames, burning them to ashes

And the smoke smelled like my past
The smoke emitted from the burnt paper brought in some memories of my past, which was a mix of both good and bad times

And it stung my eyes, but I was too stubborn to blink and
The smoke from the burnt paper might have made me teary-eyed, but I didn't want to show my emotions and kept staring at the flames

I slept inside the piano 'till the rain was gone
I found myself asleep inside the piano to avoid the rain, maybe because I was feeling low and didn't want to face the world

And I woke up when I saw the sun
When I saw the sunshine coming through the windows, I finally woke up and faced the world again

And wiped the sleep from my eyes
Once I woke up from the piano, I rubbed my eyes to clear out the sleep and get some clarity in my vision

Yeah, I knew my time had come
I realized that it's high time that I get my act together instead of hiding inside the piano and avoiding life

We're all still a part of everything that we were
Despite everything that's happened, we still hold onto the memories and experiences that make us who we are

And we'll all float along with everything
We'll keep going along with our lives, along with everyone and everything else that's moving towards a particular direction

And in turn, we'll all fall apart with everything
Just like how we're moving along with everything else, we'll also experience the inevitable downfall and collapse when the time comes

But we'll learn just what things are like outside our heads
Through our experiences and downfall, we'll uncover what reality looks like and what's happening outside of our own minds

And I hear them singing
Finally, I hear the voices of others and feel that I'm not entirely alone

And I hear my name
They're singing my name, recognizing me and accepting me for who I am

And I feel you scrub my skin
I experience a sensation of feeling you scrub my skin, likely to wash off the dirt accumulated from my past

And I was happy to fade
Finally, I found a happy ending and was content with fading away from the troubles and the painful memories of my past