To me it's not about being physically barren. I understand that resonates with some, to each their own. I find that too literal though.
I think it's about someone trying to find a home, a way of living. She can't find an origin (a root to herself), she can't find a home to call her own, she never can quite settle down and the relationships she attempts to cultivate do not grow. It bothers her deeply, and why is it so seemingly easy for everyone else?
When will her season (of happiness) come?
Was she born of infertile soil (doomed to never bloom)?
Is her seed without song (does her core of self have no purpose or artistry?)
Can she not see the woods for these forests in my head (is it possible happiness is possible, but she's so used to being lost that it's all she can see?)
Can she not see the sunlight as she plays dead? (Is she so used to negativity that she's blinkered herself?)
"Nothing to be?
Nothing to prove?
Nowhere to go?
Nothing to lose."
To me it's not about being physically barren. I understand that resonates with some, to each their own. I find that too literal though. I think it's about someone trying to find a home, a way of living. She can't find an origin (a root to herself), she can't find a home to call her own, she never can quite settle down and the relationships she attempts to cultivate do not grow. It bothers her deeply, and why is it so seemingly easy for everyone else?
When will her season (of happiness) come? Was she born of infertile soil (doomed to never bloom)? Is her seed without song (does her core of self have no purpose or artistry?) Can she not see the woods for these forests in my head (is it possible happiness is possible, but she's so used to being lost that it's all she can see?) Can she not see the sunlight as she plays dead? (Is she so used to negativity that she's blinkered herself?)
"Nothing to be? Nothing to prove? Nowhere to go? Nothing to lose."