Sweat
The Gothacoustic Ensemble Lyrics
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And breathing
And staring and thinking
And sinking
Deeper.
It's almost like I'm swimming.
The sun is burning hot again
On the hunter
And he's trying to remember when,
But it makes him dizzy.
Seems like I've been here before.
Seems so familiar.
Seems like I'm slipping
Into a dream within a dream.
Must be the way you whisper.
The sun is setting cool again.
I'm the thinker
And the fisherman
And I'm trying to remember when
But it makes me dizzy.
And I'm sweating,
And breathing,
And staring and thinking
And sinking
Deeper
And it's almost like I'm swimming.
Seems like I've been here before.
Seems so familiar.
Seems like I'm slipping
Into a dream within a dream.
It's the way you whisper.
It drags me under
And takes me home.
The lyrics of The Gothacoustic Ensemble's song "Sweat" convey an overwhelming sense of being lost in thought and emotions. The singer is depicted as sweating, breathing, staring, and sinking deeper into their own thoughts, almost like they are swimming. The sun's intensity and the singer's incapacity to remember the details of something that seems familiar make them dizzy. The dreamlike state is enhanced with the repetition of the phrase "seems like I'm slipping into a dream within a dream." The only anchor in this sea of confusion and uncertainty is the way someone whispers. The song concludes with the line "it drags me under and takes me home," suggesting that the singer's respite comes from within themselves, as if they find solace in embracing their subconscious.
The lyrics of "Sweat" display a level of introspection that is typical of the Gothic music scene. The song evokes raw emotions, ranging from the thrill of being in the present moment to the anxiety that comes with uncertainty. The concept of "a dream within a dream" is a recurring theme of Gothic literature, highlighting the idea that one's perception of reality is subjective and that it can be distorted. The phrase has been popularized by Edgar Allan Poe's poem of the same name.
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Line by Line Meaning
I'm sweating,
I am perspiring profusely.
And breathing
I am inhaling and exhaling.
And staring and thinking
I am gazing fixedly and pondering deeply.
And sinking
I am submerging into the depth.
Deeper.
Further towards the bottom.
It's almost like I'm swimming.
I resemble I am imitating aquatic movements.
The sun is burning hot again
The star which usually provides heat and light is emiting excessive heat again.
On the hunter
A person who seeks and kills animals for food.
And the fisherman,
One who catches fish for sustenance or livelihood.
And he's trying to remember when,
He is endeavoring to recollect a time in the past.
But it makes him dizzy.
However, that makes him feel giddy or lightheaded.
Seems like I've been here before.
I get the impression I have been in this place previously.
Seems so familiar.
It appears to be known or recognizable.
Seems like I'm slipping
It comes across as though I am steadily losing grip.
Into a dream within a dream.
Moving into a realm of unconscious thoughts within a different realm of unconscious thoughts.
Must be the way you whisper.
Perhaps the method you murmur sweet nothings to me.
The sun is setting cool again.
The blazing orb is once more giving off a refreshing ambience.
I'm the thinker
I am the individual who cogitates deeply.
And the fisherman
The one who captures fish for sustenance or livelihood.
And I'm trying to remember when
And currently attempting to recall a past event.
But it makes me dizzy.
Though, it causes me to feel unsteady or lightheaded.
And I'm sweating,
I am perspiring profusely.
And breathing,
Inhaling and exhaling.
And staring and thinking
Gazing fixedly and pondering deeply.
And sinking
Gradually falling to the depth.
Deeper
A more profound descent.
And it's almost like I'm swimming.
I seem as though I am imitating aquatic movements.
Seems like I've been here before.
I have a feeling I have already come across this place.
Seems so familiar.
It is appearing known or recognized.
Seems like I'm slipping
It appears as though I am steadily losing grip.
Into a dream within a dream.
Drifting into a subconscious of one dream inside the subconsciousness of another.
It's the way you whisper.
The method you murmur sweet nothings to me.
It drags me under
It pulls me down.
And takes me home.
Brings me to the desired or familiar environment.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: THOMAS ALISSON, RALF KAPPMEIER, SASCHA LAPPESSEN, PERQUITA MCCOY
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