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Sep 23rd 2020!⃝In no way do I tend my response / interpretation to imply that men or women can’t serve both roles in this song. I believe the message applies either way to either party. This is a song about self awareness and coming to terms with what can and cannot be done in a relationship. Acknowledging that it takes two to fight, two to reconcile, two to be willing to walk through life together as a couple.
She calls me Goliath and I wear the David mask
>>She sees me as a monster larger than I really am or even as I present myself in the mask of a young boy approaching a larger opponent… I present no visual danger... it is her perception of me as a giant vs. my own intention of being vulnerable.
I guess the stones are coming too fast for her now
>>I am hurling my only weapon, small stones, but I am persistent in my attempts to penetrate the layered shields of her fortress
also, metaphorically the same as the stones Jesus encouraged the first one without sin to throw… stones are earliest weapons of human… but somehow I bet the first weapons were words,,, stones.. we are no better than each other,, we are both wrong
You know I'd like to believe this nervousness will pass
>>Anxiety, when it happens we’re always told,, this will pass… and it's a terrible way to live,, nervous and not at peace. no peace.
All the stones that are thrown are building up a wall
>>Nothing works. Even David’s stones hit the mark and ended the fight… my stones,, just pile up without ending the fight.. so much so that the stones become a wall between us,,,,
I have become cumbersome to this world
>>Self-awareness… I feel defeated,, realization,, this is not working even with all reason, logic and effort. Too much, to handle for what it can ever be… cumbersome
I have become cumbersome to my girl
>>I’m obviously not the right person for her, everything about me seems to be a chore for her
I'd like to believe we could reconcile the past
>>I have hope for us despite all the ugly past…I remember why I’m here… I love you…
Resurrect those bridges with an ancient glance
>>It would be so easy for me to be whole again with you, if you would only smile at me again and remember you loved me… the ancient glance we shared of love…
But my old stone face can't seem to bring her down
>>She no longer sees me as human.. she sees me as nothing more than a stone wall to talk at. Something so heavy and cumbersome that it’s not going to move with ease as she’d like.
She remembers bridges, burns them to the ground
>>Even when I want to connect again,, all you want to do take any connects we had in the past and kill those too. Not even the things that were standing after all the fires and fights are ever safe from being revisited with a hammer and a match.
Too heavy too light, too black or too white, too wrong or too right, today or
Tonight
Cumbersome
Too rich or too poor, she's wanting me less and I'm wanting her more
The bitter taste is cumbersome
>>It’s a terrible feeling when you realize that no matter what you do, you will be unacceptable to another person that love… you realize that your efforts are just in vain and will never result in the reward you’re looking for… the return of the love you’ve given and so desperately need and want in return… you’ll never have a safe, peaceful place.
There is a balance between two worlds
One with an arrow and a cross
Regardless of the balance life has become
Cumbersome
>>Angel on one shoulder, warrior on the other… you try to be a good,,,. but your ‘fighter’ wins out at times,, you realize.. no matter what I do, no matter how good, I’m the enemy to the other person…when I try to give and compromise to show my willingness to bond it’s of no use and only causes me more pain and sadness…. and when I let the warrior side of me take control and fight for what I believe in, I feel no better,,, regardless of the balance,, it’s all too heavy to handle and doesn’t work,,, cumbersome
Last line of the song stays in first person by saying… ‘you’re life is cumbersome’ letting her know that he’s directly talking to her and saying you’re not immune to the same life once I’m gone…
