Aren’t we all stuck between faith and fear? The yellow is the sun .. or the son of god (it gets tricky here especially since you’re a non-practicing Jew.)
The yellow is kind of ethereal heaven. You search your memories (both made and unmade yet (oubros)) for a resolution to the age old question: do I believe that something will occur to solve this problem plaguing me through my past (and you have a few that you already admitted to) or should I still be afraid of the repurcussions through time (I.e. the Butterfly effect).
For me as a Christian, the struggle is a bit different. Do I really have the faith I profess enough to turn it over to the Lord or will I continue to allow whatever it is to leverage my life through fear of recurrence (like a person you knew in the past coming forward and revealing something about you that you’d rather stay hidden).
If I listen to it, I get it. I think I’ve deciphered you
Ha! Well let me know what you uncover. I’m still trying to figure it out!
The key to me is in these phrases:
But I feel stuck in the yellow
In between
Faith and fear
I can search in the roads
For that stretch of my soul
Aren’t we all stuck between faith and fear? The yellow is the sun .. or the son of god (it gets tricky here especially since you’re a non-practicing Jew.)
The yellow is kind of ethereal heaven. You search your memories (both made and unmade yet (oubros)) for a resolution to the age old question: do I believe that something will occur to solve this problem plaguing me through my past (and you have a few that you already admitted to) or should I still be afraid of the repurcussions through time (I.e. the Butterfly effect).
For me as a Christian, the struggle is a bit different. Do I really have the faith I profess enough to turn it over to the Lord or will I continue to allow whatever it is to leverage my life through fear of recurrence (like a person you knew in the past coming forward and revealing something about you that you’d rather stay hidden).