Sober Up (feat. Rivers Cuomo)

The words of this song are as follows:

Hello, Hello,

I'm not where I'm supposed to be

Cause it makes me feel young.

Hello, Hello

The sound that I saw your face

Was recess in second grade,

And it made me feel young.

Won't you help me sober up?

Growing up, it made me numb;

All the big kids, they are drunk,

And I want to feel something again,

Can I finally feel something again?

How's it goes again?

I love the way the beat to this music makes me feel. If I were the kind of person who drinks, then I would surely want to sober up. The words say, "I'm not where I'm supposed to be, I hope that you're missing me. If you weren't where you were supposed to be, I would most likely be frantic with worry. I would be missing you and would be up all night until you were back where you are supposed to be.

Music brings a pretty sound to your face, as fresh as the recess in second grade, and it made me feel young again. I can picture a person at recess in second grade as one that is filled with laughter; this would bring back the youthfulness to your face, which would make you feel young again. Laughter is an amazing thing; it makes your face flow with excitement, a rejuvenation of energy that would be a delight to anyone who sees her. This would be like being at the fountain of youth.

The words next are as follows;

Goodbye, Goodbye

I said to my best wise.

We'd said that we'd keep in touch,

And we did our best.

All my friends

We smile at party time,

But soon we forget to smile a

Something else.

My favorite color is you.

The second part of this song is as follows:

Goodbye, Goodbye

I said to my best wise

We'd said that we'd keep in touch,

And we did our best.

All my friends,

We smile at party time,

But soon we forget to smile

At something else.

My favorite color is you

You keep me young and that's how

I want to be;

My favorite color is you.

In this part, he's saying good-bye good-bye to his best wise. We'd said that we would keep in touch and we did our best. This here sounds like they tried their best to keep in touch, but someone managed to get separated, but they did do their best. That's the best that anyone can hope for.

The next part reads as follows:

All my friends,

We smile at party time,

But soon we forget to smile at

Something else.

My favorite color is you.

This is sweet.


500 Words.

Written by Anna Marie Carlson

Thursday, January 7, 2021