OK
postcard nowhere Lyrics


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Smell the air, the summer wind
It's all around me and I want
Nothing more than a little hope

The sun sets, smoke your cigarette
Then we'll head back to the graveyard
Where we parked
I took you home and we parted ways
Everything felt ok
When you were here

Now I'm sitting here alone




I can't help but check my phone
I can't sleep

Overall Meaning

"Ok" by Postcard Nowhere is a beautiful and moving song about hope, longing, and loss. The opening line, "Smell the air, the summer wind," sets a melancholy mood, and as the song progresses, we are taken on a nostalgic journey through the singer's past. The summer wind represents a time of happiness and contentment, and the singer longs to feel that way again. However, the past cannot be recaptured, and the singer is left feeling alone and disconnected from the world around them.


As the song continues, we hear about the singer's time spent with someone they cared about. The evening was spent smoking cigarettes and talking as they watched the sun set. As they part ways, there is a feeling of contentment and peace, but it is short-lived, and the singer is left feeling empty and unable to sleep. The final line, "I can't sleep," perfectly captures the sense of restlessness and longing that permeates the entire song.


Overall, "Ok" is a powerful and evocative song, full of emotion and meaning. It speaks to the universal themes of love, loss, and the passage of time, and is sure to resonate with anyone who has experienced these emotions.


Line by Line Meaning

Smell the air, the summer wind
Breathe in the warm summer breeze that engulfs me


It's all around me and I want
I enjoy the sensation so much that I crave for more


Nothing more than a little hope
All I ask for is a glimmer of light, a ray of hope to hold on to


The sun sets, smoke your cigarette
As the sun goes down, smoke one last cigarette


Then we'll head back to the graveyard
Back to the cemetery where we left the car


Where we parked
The spot where we parked the vehicle


I took you home and we parted ways
I dropped you off at your place and said goodbye


Everything felt ok
At that moment, everything felt right


When you were here
In your company, life was good


Now I'm sitting here alone
Without you, I sit here all by myself


I can't help but check my phone
I repeatedly check my phone in anticipation of a message from you


I can't sleep
Rest eludes me in the absence of your company




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Written by: brayden lambert

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