Uncontrollably

Tom Rosenthal

Transposer:

[Intro] [Verse 1] We tried to close your mouth when you died We thought it looked undignified We could not close it I went to tell the nurse you had died She looked like she did not really mind I could not blame her Then I took myself outside I felt that you were more out there If that makes sense [Chorus] Then I started to cry Uncontrollably Man came up to me Said "Can I help?" I said "You know what? I don’t think you can" "But thanks" [Verse 2] Sun was so bright on the drive back So much so for a moment I believed In some kind of sun God I slept surprisingly well that night But I woke up early like I’m used to Like you used to [Chorus] Then I started to cry Uncontrollably Time came up to me No more help Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me Life in front of me N.C. Life in front

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Cette chanson évoque le chagrin et l'impuissance face à la perte d'un être cher. Elle décrit les moments qui suivent la mort, marqués par une lutte intérieure entre l'effort de masquer la douleur et la réalité de la souffrance. Il y a une tentative de trouver un sens, même dans les petits détails, comme un rayon de soleil qui rappelle une présence disparue. Les émotions deviennent incontrôlables, soulignant la difficulté de faire face au temps qui passe et à la vie qui continue malgré le vide laissé par ceux qui ne sont plus là. C'est un reflet sincère des luttes personnelles que chacun peut traverser lorsqu'il est confronté à la mort et à l'absence.

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