Представляем точный текст композиции "The Weekend House" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Atticus . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Weekend House» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Atticus передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Atticus - "The Weekend House"
Lyrics to The Weekend House : I look at my father, and I tell him I can come to visit but I don mention the fact that I feel strange in a place thats no longer my home my weekend house with all of us together in pictures on the wall, reminding me of my old life He asks me what I want to do with my life, and I wonder how can I answer this stranger, this father' it seems that we have each built our own protective wall, and now they e too high to climb over...even for a visit he asks me when Im coming home in a voice that sounds unfamiliar and strange I don answer, and that silence seems strange and then I mumble something about how theres a lot going on in my life, otherwise...I would come home and then he nods his head just like a father I wonder if he knows why I won visit as he stares blankly behind me at the crumbling wall I think of all the empty spaces between each wall of my weekend house, and how it shouldn be strange to him because he was never there so now why should I visit' it wouldn make any difference in his life, and now he wants to be my father' he wants my weekend house to seem like a home' When we were a family in that home there was no wall between me and my father it was only after I left that his voice became strange but I pretended that everything was all the same in my life when I came to visit and now I hardly ever visit because I don want to come home and realize how much I miss our old life seeing those pictures of the past hanging on the wall, her smile so painfully strange because that daughter looks so happy sitting on the shoulders of her father My father says its a strange thing that I don want to come back home to visit and talk about life to a wall. [ The Weekend House Lyrics ]
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