Barcelona
X-Tasy Lyrics
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Heading back over
To the cold shoulder of Ontario
And I'm tracing your face
With words to a page
That I found on the plane
And the skies are clear
No storms ahead here
And the skies are clear
In Barcelona
No storms ahead
Or anything at all
And I had to leave that place
(As well as that damned city
Home to all the stress that
It'd bring me). So I
Packed up my words
Of lost hurt that I made
And I fucked off to Spain
Cause the skies are clear
In Barcelona
No storms ahead here
Cause the skies are clear
In Barcelona
No storms ahead
Or anything at all
Heading back your way
Heading back over
To the cold shoulder of Ontario
And I'm tracing your face
With words to a page
That I found on the plane
Cause the skies are clear
In Barcelona
No storms ahead here
Cause the skies are clear
In Barcelona
No storms ahead
Or anything at all
I wanna be the grass that flicker
Like feathers on hill within a
Salted breeze
Under cool and kind weather
Shaped by the scent of the sea
In X-Tasy's song Barcelona, the lyrics tell the story of the singer trying to escape from their stressful life back home in Ontario. The singer is tracing the face of a loved one back home with words on a page and thinking of the clear skies and lack of stress in Barcelona. The phrase "cold shoulder of Ontario" serves as a striking contrast to the beautiful, warm imagery painted of Barcelona throughout the song.
The singer mentions having packed up their "words of lost hurt," indicating that they were carrying emotional baggage with them on their journey. However, the clear skies and lack of storms in Barcelona offer a kind of healing or relief from this pain. The final lines of the song depict the singer desiring to be one with nature, to be the "grass that flickers like feathers" in the gentle Spanish breeze.
Overall, the lyrics of this song speak to the universal theme of needing to escape from stress and find peace and solace in a new, unfamiliar place.
Line by Line Meaning
Heading back your way
Returning to your location
Heading back over
Returning over to the same place
To the cold shoulder of Ontario
Returning to an unwelcoming place
And I'm tracing your face
Thinking of you fondly
With words to a page
Writing about my feelings
That I found on the plane
Inspired by something I experienced during my travels
And the skies are clear
The weather is good
In Barcelona
Specifically in the city of Barcelona
No storms ahead here
There are no foreseeable problems
Or anything at all
There are no issues to worry about
And I had to leave that place
I had to leave a stressful situation behind
Packed up my words
Gathered my feelings and thoughts
Of lost hurt that I made
The pain that I created for myself
And I fucked off to Spain
I went to Spain, possibly to escape or to start anew
Cause the skies are clear
Because the weather is good
I wanna be the grass that flicker
I wish to be like the grass that moves with the wind
Like feathers on hill within a
Like feathers scattered on a hill
Salted breeze
Refreshing ocean breeze
Under cool and kind weather
Enjoying pleasant weather
Shaped by the scent of the sea
Influenced by the smell of the ocean
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: SEAN SROKA
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