I have the same reaction to the "Top Rated" comment that one responder had: "Wow!"
Damn, sir or madam, you took a few truths and then ran to construct a narrative as if you needed a "safe place" for shelter. Look, this song isn't "Diary" by Bread.
"Honey" is about a man deeply IN LOVE with a woman whose innocent, guileless being enraptured him. She was NAIVE (kinda' dumb) - which the narrator reinforces by likening her to a child; not in a DEMEANING way at all, but a simple way (by a simple man) of describing this FACET of her personality- but a natural, INTUITIVE, loving soul (kinda smart).
I could go on simply refuting other comments who missed the point (and were misguidedly lauded for their "insights") but the fact is this:
"Honey" suffered from clinical depression. She may have even been bi-polar. The car "accident" may have even been a suicide attempt. The narrator loved Honey, but was in over his head. He didn't understand how the beautiful, endearing love of his life, who had so much love for others and so much to live for, could be suicidally depressed. He was a country boy, unworldly, and not equipped for the challenges Honey's condition presented him, In his simplicity, and, yes, his ignorance, he just assumed these moods would blow over. He always attributed her profound sadness to some trigger like a sad commercial, a sad movie, y'know, that way "womenfolk" can get from the slightest little thing. The guy was oblivious, not evil. And now, after all this time, he still can't wrap his mind around just how badly he missed the signs and lost the love of his life. He's mourning, still grieving, and still can't move on. The tree has become a living symbol of their love, every branch a representation of a mystery he wasn't equipped to handle, and may never unravel. But, people, read what he's saying without malice: He's trying to understand his lack, he's trying so hard that he's not grieving in a healthy way, and he has clearly never found someone to help him cope with this "mystery", one of which -as the lyrical cycle begins again at the end clearly (should) indicates to us- he can't let go, but hasn't the tools to solve. Cuz big simple men don't actively SEEK enlightenment. He knows he'll figure it out, eventually, by himself...
...alone.
I have the same reaction to the "Top Rated" comment that one responder had: "Wow!" Damn, sir or madam, you took a few truths and then ran to construct a narrative as if you needed a "safe place" for shelter. Look, this song isn't "Diary" by Bread. "Honey" is about a man deeply IN LOVE with a woman whose innocent, guileless being enraptured him. She was NAIVE (kinda' dumb) - which the narrator reinforces by likening her to a child; not in a DEMEANING way at all, but a simple way (by a simple man) of describing this FACET of her personality- but a natural, INTUITIVE, loving soul (kinda smart).
I could go on simply refuting other comments who missed the point (and were misguidedly lauded for their "insights") but the fact is this:
"Honey" suffered from clinical depression. She may have even been bi-polar. The car "accident" may have even been a suicide attempt. The narrator loved Honey, but was in over his head. He didn't understand how the beautiful, endearing love of his life, who had so much love for others and so much to live for, could be suicidally depressed. He was a country boy, unworldly, and not equipped for the challenges Honey's condition presented him, In his simplicity, and, yes, his ignorance, he just assumed these moods would blow over. He always attributed her profound sadness to some trigger like a sad commercial, a sad movie, y'know, that way "womenfolk" can get from the slightest little thing. The guy was oblivious, not evil. And now, after all this time, he still can't wrap his mind around just how badly he missed the signs and lost the love of his life. He's mourning, still grieving, and still can't move on. The tree has become a living symbol of their love, every branch a representation of a mystery he wasn't equipped to handle, and may never unravel. But, people, read what he's saying without malice: He's trying to understand his lack, he's trying so hard that he's not grieving in a healthy way, and he has clearly never found someone to help him cope with this "mystery", one of which -as the lyrical cycle begins again at the end clearly (should) indicates to us- he can't let go, but hasn't the tools to solve. Cuz big simple men don't actively SEEK enlightenment. He knows he'll figure it out, eventually, by himself... ...alone.