That darkness and coldness seeps into your being like a tattoo. And the more you try, the more you rub your hands raw. You try to get warm by rubbing your hands together, but you can’t. Without the sun, it is cold – it is bitter cold and it chafes your hands. The sun is gone, lost behind the clouds, it is dark. Depression causes you to lose your appetite because everything tastes and smells foul to you everything you taste and smell makes you sick.īitter hands chafe beneath the clouds. Now the air that you taste, and that you smell when you breath in, has turned foul. The sun as the source of your creativity is gone.Īll five horizons, all of the five senses, from which you perceive and know your world revolved around that person – your sensory world revolved around that person as the sun. The sheets of canvas are empty and the clay is untouched because without the sun, without the one who lights up and sustains your world, you lose interest in creating art. Depression causes you to lose interest in the things that were once meaningful for you, like creating art. Losing the person that is the sun of your world robs you of your creativity. Canvas is for a visual rendition of art, by sight, and clay is for sculpting art with one’s hands, by touch. Depression is dark and cold, like when the sun is gone you can’t see through the darkness and you literally feel a coldness to your core, you can’t get warm.Īll five horizons here are the senses – sight, sound, touch, taste, and smell.
It is about falling into a deep depression after losing the person that your world revolves around losing the person that lights up and sustains your life. This song is about the sensory aspects of depression. I like Vin and Sori’s interpretation, but want to add to it.
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