Miguel Lopez - Life [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse]
Yesterday I met a man from Pacifica
One of my teacher's old students
He came to tell the listeners
About his addiction that he went through and
How he even went to the same high school
Doing drugs and getting C's
Nothing to do in this town and then after one of his friends died
Wasn't even that long ago
I remember seeing the headline
He left my city feeling like death was all behind him
And then another one of his friends
Ended up on the wrong side of something weaker than pens
And he remembered the feeling
Of being stuck and retreating
Into something that numbs your toes like surf does in the winter
And ended up packing china like he was leaving his house
And he was
So far gone only some weeks in a county
Could bring both weak and accountable qualities to his pallet
So he could paint this disarray
And I could spit on it
Or at least about it
He's made his peace since
But i'm still undoubtably on the fence
I told him thank you and I meant it
Recalled a week earlier only two seats left on the bus
Then a girl that I instantly felt lust for
Sat next to me
I didn't really wanna bother her
At the end of the trip started making idle conversation
Brought up how i didn't remember seeing her face
And she said that shed barely moved into the city
We learned each others names and never really spoke again
But sometimes I wonder if shes alright
I mean its only been a week
I think Ive got attachment problems
But making people important makes my life feel meaningful
What if she stands for something else?
Could she symbolize my hunger for something other than wealth?
Could she end up bored too?
Damn I wish I'd got her number
Not even romantically
I just wanna keep in touch with
Everyone who might have changed my life
So that I could say thank you if the need arises
Snapped out of it quick
Had to walk to my fourth period
Another one of my friends turned to walk with me
We hadn't really talked a lot since our freshman year
Pretty Pacific Islander
I asked her to text me over Thanksgiving break
While breaking my mind maybe trying to find
Another way of seeing meaning in menial meetings with strangers
Then I realized
She was a stranger too
But somehow Id never considered who
My empathy could reach for
Had I lost a friend from that
So much that I had to text simply to mend and patch?
Now Im feeling guilty
Cause we'd both gone to the mall
With another girl that I'd wanted to get involved with
Am I the background to her?
Or the background to the other friends I thought I had hurt?
Remember the kid thats to my left in my favorite class
Honestly one of those kids with a shadier past
Haven't talked to him much
Really think that I ought to in the future though
Hes unusual in that you can tell that he tries
We read 'Catcher in the Rye'
And I couldn't help but picture him as Holden
Smoking cigarettes and wondering
Like what do I still have time for next?
Every time I go to class
I just sit there vexed
Never seen a teacher try harder to convince someone of the fact
That theyve got something more to show
But if it didn't
Work in the past for the man from Pacifica
Then give me a specific reason
Why it should work
For anyone else
Or is that just an excuse
So that I can cop out and not talk to the girl on the bus?
Why start when I'll just
Get too attached?
Fishing reels that left me latched
Trying to leave my city because that makes it a little faster
But then my friend turns to walk with me
Asking me to hit her up and talk a bit
Pull me back
So that Im not just completely unattached
While I think about the people that helped me to draw the map
Drift to drafts
Wave to wind
Sail the seas alone
Don't want my friends to see me like this
Now as I approach the mic
I also approach the realization
We spit the oceans out and blow air into our own sails and
Also make up objectives for the objective objects
Meaning we give meaning to the meaningless and talk with
Personification
Stuck thinking need conversation
Maybe I should talk to the kid sitting next to me In class
Before either of us ends up in elysian fields
Easier done than said
Only we write stories so tell me
Do you think this ends?
Cause in the end you decide what happens after you die
Over attached to my maps
Ill show you out of the rye
Cause I dont wanna have to wait to talk
These fields look almost dead
Good cause green came and went
Learned my lesson but still dont wanna go
Honestly I just feel like calling this Elysium
This is where I wanna be dead
I learned I decide what I think is meaningful
Made it alive to fourth period
Dont let me catch you coming through the rye
If a body catch a body baby