It's about being lost, yet still having a kind of direction. The people who have fallen are the ones who realize that they're not perfect, and it's not their place to judge others. They seek the kind of strength that's not about being able to impress the flightless masses and demand things of them, but about having something to guide you through life, and maybe become a beacon for someone else.
I have no idea what the deal is with Falstaff, but that part in general makes me think about imperfection, or incompletion -- about a place that will let you rest on your journey, where you'll be welcomed and comforted even though you don't have all the answers yet.
It's about being lost, yet still having a kind of direction. The people who have fallen are the ones who realize that they're not perfect, and it's not their place to judge others. They seek the kind of strength that's not about being able to impress the flightless masses and demand things of them, but about having something to guide you through life, and maybe become a beacon for someone else.
I have no idea what the deal is with Falstaff, but that part in general makes me think about imperfection, or incompletion -- about a place that will let you rest on your journey, where you'll be welcomed and comforted even though you don't have all the answers yet.