Before the Line
dodie Lyrics

I used to smile at every star and thank the sky
I used to find joy and gratitude in the simplest things, but now I find myself questioning and doubting everything.

Now I look up to all the duds and wonder why
Now, I gaze at the ordinary and unremarkable things with disappointment and confusion, questioning their lack of significance.

I feel like All of them are gone Can't feel a single one
I feel like all the enchantment and meaning I once found in life has disappeared, leaving me empty and unable to find any sense of connection.

And so I stretch my eyes across the land and sea
Desperate for a sense of wonder and meaning, I search far and wide, hoping to regain the perspective and awe I once had.

I know I loved the world, but now it's flat to me
I used to have a deep affection for the world and its beauty, but now it appears dull and lacking depth, leaving me feeling detached and unsatisfied.

Oh, tell me, did someone snatch the light? Why doesn't it look right?
I question whether something or someone has stolen the brightness and radiance that used to fill my life, as everything now seems distorted and out of place.

I made a promise but I break it every day
Although I made a commitment to myself, I constantly fail to keep it, possibly because circumstances make it difficult or because I lack the motivation to follow through.

It's not my fault, for I was promised just the same
I don't blame myself for breaking the promise, as it seems that I, too, was given an unfulfilled promise or expectation by someone else.

Once I saw fire And all I know Is something happened Did I let it go?
There was a time when I felt a passionate and intense connection with life, but now I'm uncertain if I let that spark fade away or if external circumstances extinguished it.

Now every morning since the line between my lives
Since a significant event or change occurred, dividing my existence into distinct periods, I wake up each morning questioning if I am truly alive or if a part of me has already died.

I greet the sun, and ask, 'have I already died?
With a sense of existential confusion, I welcome the sunrise but simultaneously question if I am merely existing or if a part of me has ceased to be.

If not then why am I alone? And when can I come home?' Oh
Feeling isolated and disconnected, I wonder why I feel so alone and when I will find my sense of belonging and peace again.

And I am lying when I say It's time to let her float away
Despite pretending that I am ready to let go and move on, deep down, I am still desperately holding onto something or someone, unwilling to release my grasp.

No, I'm still clawing for the strings
Instead of letting go and accepting the situation, I am desperately trying to hold onto control and influence, unable to relinquish my grip on the circumstances.

Oh, I'd do any fucking thing
I am willing to do anything, regardless of how extreme or challenging, in order to regain what I have lost or find a sense of fulfillment and purpose.

I know I have to close the door Too much to miss it anymore
I am aware that I need to move on and close the chapter of my life, as dwelling on it only brings pain and a sense of longing for what used to be.

I think that this really is it I'll have to take what I can get
I come to the realization that this current state or situation is the reality I must accept, and I have no choice but to make do with whatever opportunities or happiness I can find within it.

Once I saw fire And all I know Is something happened Did I let it go?
Recalling a time when I experienced intense passion and inspiration, I question if it was my own doing that let it fade away or if external forces caused its disappearance.

Once I saw fire And all I know Is something happened Did I let it go?
Referencing the previous lines, I continue pondering if I played a role in extinguishing the fire within me or if it was beyond my control, emphasizing the lingering uncertainty.

Once I saw fire And all I know Is something happened Did I let it go?
Continuing to reflect on the lost flame of inspiration, I question if I was responsible for its demise and if there is still hope to rekindle it.