Visions
Soundscapes: Lyrics
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My nicotine
Alone I scream
The pain I feel
I love to live
I live to love
But all I see
Is smoke and snow
My meal is rotten
I close my eyes
To see what lies below
My head hurts, my skin hurts
Here I stay while I choke
Baby, please, take me home
Take me home
Here I try, just I might
See that they must be right
But I am scared to die
Scared to die
Tell me what's coming, sure I'll be there with you
We live to dare now, nothing is left to do
Now what, we just wait
Our faith has been made
Better escape
Last time we made it through
The lyrics of "Visions" by Soundscapes depict a sense of inner turmoil and conflict. The song starts with the singer inhaling nicotine, perhaps as a form of escape or coping mechanism. Despite feeling alone and in pain, there is a juxtaposition of contradictory emotions - the desire to love and live, yet being surrounded by darkness represented by smoke and snow.
The mention of warm flesh juxtaposed with rotten meals could symbolize a dichotomy between physical sensations and emotional emptiness. Close your eyes to see what lies below could suggest a search for deeper meaning or truth amidst the chaos and discomfort. The physical discomfort described - headaches, skin hurting, choking - mirrors the emotional distress and internal struggles being faced.
The plea to be taken home and the fear of death highlight a vulnerability and a longing for safety and comfort in a world that seems full of uncertainty and danger. The uncertainty of one's beliefs or convictions is expressed with the lyric "Here I try, just I might, See that they must be right, But I am scared to die," possibly hinting at a struggle with existential questions or feeling conflicted about one's beliefs.
The song concludes with a sense of resignation or acceptance of fate, with lines like "Tell me what's coming, sure I'll be there with you" and "Our faith has been made, Better escape, Last time we made it through." This may suggest a sense of facing challenges head-on, despite the fear and uncertainty, with a hope for survival and perseverance. Ultimately, the song seems to capture a mix of vulnerability, resilience, and a longing for understanding and connection amidst a backdrop of pain and confusion.
Line by Line Meaning
Breathe in
Inhale deeply
My nicotine
The substance on which I rely for comfort
Alone I scream
Expressing my pain in solitude
The pain I feel
Emotional and physical suffering
I love to live
I find joy in existence
I live to love
My purpose is to give and receive love
But all I see
My perception is clouded
Is smoke and snow
Everything seems unclear and cold
Your flesh is warm
Seeking warmth from another
My meal is rotten
The sustenance I rely on is tainted
I close my eyes
Seeking insight within
To see what lies below
Exploring deeper levels of consciousness
My head hurts, my skin hurts
Physical and emotional distress
Here I stay while I choke
Feeling trapped and suffocated
Baby, please, take me home
Longing for a place of safety and comfort
Take me home
Escape from the current situation
Here I try, just I might
Attempting to persevere
See that they must be right
Realizing the truth in others' words
But I am scared to die
Fear of the unknown and mortality
Scared to die
Terror of facing the end
Tell me what's coming, sure I'll be there with you
Seeking reassurance and companionship in uncertainty
We live to dare now, nothing is left to do
Taking risks and embracing challenges
Now what, we just wait
Anxiety and anticipation in the present moment
Our faith has been made
Belief and trust have been established
Better escape
Freedom and release are necessary
Last time we made it through
Surviving previous challenges
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Fabio Tidili
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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He was still crouched low in front of a sleeping Allison in their living room when he had snapped out of his thoughts. With the earlier memories clear in his mind he gently scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom.
As he lowered her onto the bed he found himself reluctant to leave. He gingerly sat on the side of the bed having tucked her in. Contrary to his earlier promise to himself, he knew he was the cause of her misery. What kind of wife would like their arrangements?
Allison was perfect. She was repeatedly the top student of her college until she graduated, assistant lecturer at a nearby college, a successful business woman and worked from home ever since their marriage. Looking at her sleeping form he realized despite never actually having looked at her intently before he already had her features inked in his memory.
Her dark hair spread like ink onto the pillow, her form heaving up and down gently as she breathed. Lips slightly parted, she had a prominent cupid’s bow; her lips naturally a crimson shade. She had a straight nose, thick eyebrows and heavy lidded eyes. Even though they were now closed he could recall easily that she had amber eyes.
They were few years apart and he recalled how she’d always tell him she’d grow up propose to him when she was younger. He’d laugh, pat her head gently and tell her she’ll rethink her decision once she grows up. She’d stay unmoved, look at him firmly through her lashes and tell her he’d be the only person she’d ever love as long as she breathed. His breath would get hitched in his throat but he’d push it down and tell her she’d be free to do as she pleased when she grew up and the discussion would end there.
As he and Allison’s father did not get along well, he stopped presenting himself when they came over and would never visit them himself. So had actually not expected her to still like him when they actually grew up and had found someone else himself.
A slowly furrowing brow, then a corresponding grumble and she had turned to his side, still sleeping soundly.
If I had kept in touch with her, would she and I have had a happy ending? Would she be happy now? Or would she be fed up of me by now anyway?
He found himself wondering why she wasn’t fed up of him yet when all he gave her was distance and more distance. He had taken her hand so he could never let go but he’d let her walk out if she ever wished to.
He realized he had leaned in closer than before and his hand was hovering right by her hair on the pillowcase. With a gasp he pulled back. No, this was just wrong. She was sleeping and this was wrong in general. He could not touch Allison when he had still not managed to clear his head of...of her.
He got up to leave but a hand held him back. Allison had woken up. – Listen I can ex-
A tug and she was leading his hand back to her hair again. Their faces were close. Heat seeped through his skin, his heart raced and he felt a tug in his stomach. Her hair was soft.
‘I never provided any conditions to our marriage, remember?’
But‘No, I agreed to yours but never said I’d apply them to myself too’ she grinned sleepily. Jake caught himself staring at his wife but could not pull away. He did not know why.- Still, you should be mad.
‘My crush, my husband wants to play with my hair. Why would I be mad?’ he felt his ears go warm at that.
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@Miranda-wc4nj
This is what love sounds like in my head
@certifiedbarb8140
thats deep
@lillygordon9121
beautiful
@schuylerjohnson6217
Evocative comment, beautifully put.
@kbastos478
So its bittersweet? It's depressing...
@vedikakumari8209
Aw
@marie-yt3sd
"elio, elio, elio, elio, elio, elio"
"i remember everything"
@cristianailie7573
This is the intro for the midnight scene. So intimate and deeply touching...
@sangwoah572
This just like when Elio crying in the end, but he still remember that day midnight they have been through.
He seems recalling that day midnight …
I'm getting more and more sad after I understand. I’m dead 🥲☠️
@MelanieMN
Can't believe how long it's been, and how many times I've watched the film, heard the music, the fire in the end, yet I still get emotional over the simple starting notes of the piano each and every time.. It seems to me, this piece of art will stay in my heart for a lifetime