Impressionism歌词

Go to the movies.
Where it’s dark and soothing, alone in your seat amidst a fleeting community.
And then take yourself out dancing, to a club where no one knows you,
stand on the outside of the floor until the lights convince you more and more and the music shows you.
Dance like no one’s watching because they’re probably not.
And if they are, assume it is with best human intentions.
The way bodies move genuinely to beats, is after-all, gorgeous and affecting.
Dance until you’re sweating.
And beads of perspiration remind you of life’s best things.
Down your back, like a book of blessings.
Go to the woods alone, and the trees and squirrels will watch for you.
Go to an unfamiliar city, roam the streets,
they are always statues to talk to,
and benches made for sitting gives strangers a shared existence if only for a minute,
and these moments can be so uplifting and the conversation you get in by sitting alone on benches, might have never happened had you not been there by yourself.
Society is afraid of alone though.
Like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements.
Like people must have problems if after awhile nobody is dating them.
But lonely is a freedom that breathes easy and weightless,
and lonely is healing if you make it.

Perhaps in the interest of loving oneself,
perhaps all those “sappy slogans” from pre-school over to high school groaning,
we’re tokens for holding the lonely at bay.
Cause if you’re happy in your head,
then solitude is blessed, and alone is okay.
It’s okay if no one believes like you,
all experience is unique,
no one has the same synapses,
can’t think like you,
for this be relieved,
keeps things interesting,
life’s magic things in reach.