I adore the Sarah Jezebel Deva version of this song.
I think the bit on "while soft winds shook the barley," the whole tie to wind, really, is just the sort of small thing that you notice and remember during a major time in life. Like when you remember something tragic, like someone's death, and you remember the shirt they were wearing, or the last thing you said to them, or the weather that day. Just that behaviorist unconnected feature that sticks in your memory... And how life continues unaware no matter what's happening to you. The world goes on, you aren't really important to the universe.
I adore the Sarah Jezebel Deva version of this song.
I think the bit on "while soft winds shook the barley," the whole tie to wind, really, is just the sort of small thing that you notice and remember during a major time in life. Like when you remember something tragic, like someone's death, and you remember the shirt they were wearing, or the last thing you said to them, or the weather that day. Just that behaviorist unconnected feature that sticks in your memory... And how life continues unaware no matter what's happening to you. The world goes on, you aren't really important to the universe.