More songs by Tigers Jaw
Description
Main Artist: Tigers Jaw
Producer: Will Yip
Producer: Tigers Jaw
Composer: Benjamin Walsh
Composer: Brianna Collins
Composer: Colin Gorman
Composer: Theodore Roberts
Composer: Mark Lebiecki
Composer: Will Yip
Lyrics and translation
Original
Born in the heat of the summer with no care or father.
Your only daughter, a coiled cobra.
Spring, now a dance between two worlds with the shadow of myself.
Where is all of my confidence hiding out?
Thought it was figured out, but I can't remember now.
Spinning around with my head in the clouds.
And it all feels consequential, symbolic or sentimental.
A four-leaf clover, a song on repeat.
I cut my hair short, now I'm growing it long.
Wish I could be in the moment, wish time wouldn't slow, wish I had more control, but it feels like a game, and I'm not having any fun when I'm playing the fool.
Torn in every direction, far from myself.
Always feels like I'm reaching for something else, but on the tip of my tongue.
Found where all of my confidence was hiding out, buried deep under doubt. Does it even matter now?
I'll cut my hair short, then I'll grow it out long. I believe that
I'm right just to realize that I'm wrong.
What is synchronicity telling me now?
Hope it's nothing profound while I'm spinning around, head in the clouds.