7 Skies H3
The Flaming Lips Lyrics

And now though you're not here, can still feel your hands
Despite your absence, I can still feel your presence through your touch.

And now though you're not here, I can smell your hair
Even though you're gone, I am able to imagine your scent and feel closer to you.

Now though you're not here, I can see your eyes
Although you're no longer with me physically, I am able to recall the way you look and remember you clearly in my mind.

And now though you're not here, I can taste the spit
Even in your absence, I can recall the feeling of kissing you and taste your essence through my memories.

That shines on your lips
The moisture that glimmers on your lips and the way it feels against my own.

That you're licking, the first time we kissed
The moment we shared when we kissed for the first time, both recalling the way it felt and reliving the emotions that were felt in that moment.

All this thinking, I cant shut off my head.
My mind is constantly reliving these memories and I can't seem to escape them, no matter how hard I try.

And now, and now I think about the insects
My mind has now shifted to other thoughts, though still consumed by a variety of distractions and considerations.

And now I think about the worms
An example of one of the wandering thoughts, that being about worms specifically, and the implications for life and the world around us.

And now, and now I think about the dirt
The thoughts in my head continue to evolve, focusing now on dirt and what it symbolizes, the lack of control we may have and our eventual transformation into the earth.

And now I think about the hurt
Despite these other musings, I am unable to escape the pain that lingers in my heart due to your absence.

That you never showed, on the outside
Although you may have been able to hide the hurt you felt, I know it was inside and still lingered within you.

A screen what controls the pain in the night skies
Allusions to the concept of the night sky as an overarching metaphor for emotions and the human experience, with a 'screen' between us and our true emotions, making our expressions not always reflective of what is occurring on the inside.

And I can't shut off my head.
Despite my efforts, my mind is still racing and going in circles, unable to find peace.

And now that you're not here, I'm frightened of the sunset
Without you, everyday occurrences that would normally bring me peace and wonder, such as the sunset, now make me feel uneasy and worried.

It's a silent explosion, happening at the end of the world
The imagery and language here are meant to convey the fear and anxiety that is growing within, like a helpless spectator watching the end of the world.

Everything pulls itself toward the end
The idea expressed here is that everything seems to be marching towards an inevitable and inescapable conclusion, including my thoughts as they spiral out of control.

And every cloud makes a shape
Even the clouds, which have no connection to me or my feelings, take on new significance as I search for any kind of meaning or connection to hold onto.

Resembling your face
As I try to make these connections, I often see representations of you in my surroundings as my mind clings to even the slightest impression of you.

I always see your face, don't need to remember
The vision of your face is so deeply ingrained in my mind that I don't need to recall it to see it, it's just always there.

Can always see your face, now I surrender
The futility of trying to escape these thoughts leads to a kind of surrender or giving in, accepting that I will always be haunted by the memory of you.

'Cause I cant shut off my head.
Returning to the idea of being unable to control or quiet my own thoughts, which is the driving force behind all of these other emotions and experiences.

And now when I look up at the stars, I don't really see the stars
The loss of wonder and appreciation for the natural beauty of the world around me, replaced instead by a hollow feeling and lack of connection.

All I see is the dark
This darkness that pervades everything, as well as the space between the stars, taking on new meaning and significance as an analogy for the emptiness within me.

And now I see how everything turns dark
A realization that everything eventually descends into darkness or ends, even the things that may have once given me hope or solace.

And the light only lasts for a little while
Any moments of brightness, hope or happiness will not last long and will eventually fade away into darkness again.

We're all light, that's going somewhere
A statement about the impermanence of all things, including our own lives and the increasing awareness that all of us are simply fleeting moments of light that pass through the universe.

I can still see the light
Despite everything that has occurred, there is still some light and hope left, represented by the glowing light in someone's hair.

That shines through your hair
An homage to the beauty and radiance of a loved one and the way that even small moments of light within the darkness can make all the difference.

'Cause I can't shut off my head.
Back to the idea expressed earlier, that the mind cannot be controlled or subdued, and all of these thoughts and emotions continue to whirl and swirl within the mind.

And now that you're not here, I keep seeing a ghost
A haunting presence, the memory of you that will not leave and continues to linger, tainting every aspect of my life.

Everyone I see disappears
The transience of life and the increasing awareness that everything, even the people we love, will eventually fade away and disappear.

Everywhere I go, I see your ghost
The memory of you permeates every aspect of my life, from the places we went to the things we did, and it feels like your ghost is with me always.

Everywhere, I see your face in the crowd
The overwhelming nature of this memory, to the point where even seeing strangers can evoke the memory of you.

The things we cant see, we just keep looking
The endless search for meaning and clarity, even when it appears impossible or beyond our reach.

The things that die, somehow just keep living
Even death is not an end but just a continuation of the cycle of life, making it all the more difficult to deal with the reality of loss.

'Cause I can't shut off my head.
My inability to escape these thoughts and memories, continually swirling around in my mind and driving me towards madness.

Now does this sound a sound
An exploration of sound, language and the way that words and music can convey meaning in unexpected ways.

And now does a hum just hum
A questioning of the essence of sound, and what makes sound unique and different from the silence that surrounds it.

And now there's electric raindrops
The idea of something as simple and elemental as raindrops taking on new significance in the context of an electrified, rapidly changing world.

That fills up this little paper cup
A small, insignificant object taking on new meaning and consequence in the overwhelming waves of change and chaos.

That flows on from now, until forever
The unstoppable force of time and the way that even small moments and objects can become imbued with a sense of endlessness.

Searching for why, there's a god in Heaven
A question that has plagued humanity for all of time, the search for meaning and the existence of a divine creator.

'Cause I can't shut off my head.
The need for answers and clarity, and the realization that these questions may never be fully answered or understood, leading to an almost unbearable sensation of confusion and frustration.

And now that you're not here, a second is forever
The way that time stretches out and feels endless in the absence of a loved one, with even the shortest moments feeling like an eternity.

Now a minute, is not a minute
As time stretches on, even the smallest increments of time begin to take on new significance and significance as the mind tries to fill the void left by the loved one's absence.

And now an hour's not an hour
The sensation of time slowing down and losing all meaning, slowing to a snail's pace and completely altering the sensations and experiences of everyday life.

And now my power, has no power
The loss of agency and control in the face of overwhelming loss and grief, the realization that we are but small cogs in the vast and ever-turning wheel of fate.

'Cause time just destroys, bells keep ringing
The unstoppable nature of time and the way that it destroys all in its path, rendering us powerless and at its mercy.

Leaves from the trees, keep falling and spinning
As time marches on, the world continues to turn and things continue to change and spin, regardless of our own personal struggles and pain.

And I cant shut off my head.
Returning to the central idea of the song, which is the inability to quiet the mind or find peace amidst the chaos of the world.

And now there's a way, shadows move
Even in the face of loss and grief, there is still the possibility for movement and change in the world, with shadows shifting and creating new patterns of light and darkness.

Sometimes the sun imitates the moon
Moments of inspiration and beauty can come from unexpected places, with even the sun able to bring forth new ideas and emotions when it emulates the beauty of the moon.

The waves, the waves of dark move in the afternoon
The darkness within the world and within our souls is not limited to any one particular time or place, with even the bright lights of the afternoon being threatened by the darkness that lurks behind them.

Evening sky overcomes you
The overwhelming power and beauty of the evening sky, which can bring forth new emotions and experiences within us, even in the face of incredible loss or pain.

So fixed to the dawn, a new day is breaking
Even the darkest night must come to an end, with the dawn breaking forth and a new day dawning, filled with possibility and potential.

But I shut my eyes, the moon is waiting
Despite this, the memories of the ones we love continue to linger, waiting for us in the dark corners of our minds, whether we want them to or not.

'Cause I cant shut off my head.
The inescapable loop of memories and thoughts, spiraling out of control and leaving us helpless in the face of the overwhelming sorrow.