Savage Daughter
Savage Daughter: Embracing Unbridled Strength and Ancient Wisdom
Lyrics
I am my mother's savage daughter
I identify as the untamed offspring of my mother
the one who runs barefoot cursing sharp stones
I run barefoot, expressing discontent with life's challenges
I am my mother's savage daughter
Reiteration of being a wild daughter, emphasizing independence
I will not cut my hair, I will not lower my voice
Resistance to societal norms: refusing to conform by cutting hair or lowering voice
My mother's child is a savage
Describing the speaker as a wild or unrestrained child of her mother
She looks for her omens in the colors of stones
Seeking guidance from unconventional sources like stones' colors
In the faces of cats, in the fall of feathers
Finding omens in nature: cat faces, falling feathers, fire, and old bones
In the dancing of fire and the curve of old bones
Connecting with nature's elements for insight and understanding
My mother's child dances in darkness
Engaging in activities considered unconventional or pagan
And sings heathen songs by the light of the moon
Singing non-traditional songs in the moonlight
And watches the stars and renames the planets
Observing celestial bodies, assigning new names, and dreaming of reaching them
And dreams she can reach them with a song and a broom
Believing in the power of song and magic represented by a broom
We all are brought forth out of darkness and water
Reflecting on the universal experience of birth, emphasizing pain and origin
Brought into this world through blood and through pain
Highlighting the shared human experience of entering the world
And deep in our bones, the old songs are wakening
Acknowledging the ancient songs embedded in human essence
So sing them with voices of thunder and rain
Encouraging the vocalization of these old songs with strength and passion
We are our mother's savage daughters
Group identification of women as untamed descendants of their mothers
The ones who run barefoot cursing sharp stones
Reiteration of rebellious behavior: running barefoot and cursing sharp stones
We are our mother's savage daughters
Affirming the collective spirit of wildness among the speaker and her peers
We will not cut our hair, we will not lower our voice
Collective refusal to conform to societal expectations
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