Watch Over Me
Song: Watch Over Me
Artist: Hanson
This song is talking about me. I'll break it down some.
She wakes and takes her place in line
And never bothers to ask why the mirror sheds no light at all
And never bothers to ask why the mirror sheds no light at all
The days turn into lesser days until there's only night
The light it wouldn't help she's too far gone
The light it wouldn't help she's too far gone
(Each day I wake up I do the same thing over and over again. Wake up, walk, shower, get dressed, eat, repeat. My life is a broken record. Never going forward. Never getting to that next verse or word or chord. I never think about life or really take a good look at myself to try to figure me out. Each day it seems I do less and less until I'm living with this depression and sadness that nothing can seem to change. There seems to be no light. I'm far away from who I was and who I want to be.)
Her time is up it's five o'clock
It never stops
It never stops
(I get done with work at 5 every Tuesday. That is freakishly accurate.)
And she says please, and she says please
And she says please, watch over me
And she says please, and she says please
And she says please, watch over me
(A prayer, a plead for help. Please watch over me. Keep me safe. Help me understand.)
I watch her slowly make her way
Down on a road she shouldn't take
She always ends where she began
(This could be from the point of view of my family. Watching me lock myself away, turn down opportunities, losing my temper, skipping things that are important. And I'm not moving forward. I'm back to the beginning, stuck. Trapped. Lonely.)
The years go by, they're adding up
She clicks her heels but she's still stuck
She's giving in but won't give up she'll never stop
(This verse is worded so perfectly. The years truly have been adding up for me [I graduated high school in 2011!], I have wished and wished and prayed that something would change, somehow I would break free, but I'm still here. Still stuck. There are times I feel I am giving in. To the fear. The regret. The pain. But I refuse to give up completely! I have faith and hope for better days ahead! This has been a continuous pattern in my life.)
And she says please, and she says please
And she says please, watch over me
And she says please, and she is,
On her knees and she begs and she pleads
(My daily, constant pleas. I fall to my knees and cry out for help and comfort!)
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
She counts the time 'til her heart breaks
Just waiting for her next mistake
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
She counts the time 'til her heart breaks
Just waiting for her next mistake
(I just sit around, waiting for the worse. And finding myself experiencing those feelings of sadness, regret and anger over and over and criticizing my every move and mistake. Because I expect myself to mess up and make mistakes. Why can't I ever think positively!?)
And I said please, and she says please
And she says please, watch over me
On her knees and she begs and she pleads she says
Please, and she says please and she says please watch over me
She counts the time 'til her heart breaks
Just waiting for her next mistake
Don't give up I know you've stopped believing
And you're down and you're begging and you're pleading
Don't give up cause you're not too far gone
(I LOVE this part of the song. This talks about hope. Never give up. Pick yourself up off the ground. You are loved, there is someone there for you, rooting for you and believing in you! Don't give up, even if in your heart you have stopped believing in better days and good things to come. Don't give up, because you aren't too far gone. I am NEVER at rock bottom. Because I believe in my Savior Jesus Christ. He suffered for the sins of the world. He felt every pain, every sadness, every weakness, every heartache. He understands me and loves me and is WATCHING OVER ME. I'm not too far gone. And I'm not giving up.)
Incredible song. Story of My Life.
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