Needle
Finding Identity in Melodies: Born Ruffians' Needle
Lyrics
I belong to no one, like the watermelon
I am independent and do not belong to anyone, similar to a watermelon
Rolling with momentum
Continuing forward with energy
Spitting out its seeds
Expelling its seeds, symbolizing letting go
Buried under snow and waiting just to show us
Being hidden under challenges (snow) and waiting to reveal potential
How it grows and knows how yummy it will be
Growing and anticipating the positive outcomes
I belong to no one, a song without an album
Being unnoticed like a song without an album
Long forgotten maxim spoken to the sea
Forgotten wisdom shared with the vastness of the sea
I belong with no one, I belong with no one
Emphasizing a lack of belonging, contrasting with a desire for connection
I belong with no one, you belong with me
-When I was a boy I wished that I was older
Reflecting on childhood wishes for maturity and the subsequent desire for simplicity
Wished that I was taller, tall enough to see
-See the things I see today, now I wish they'd go away
-Out and let me far astray, astray from what I need
Expressing a wish to be free from current burdens
Needle in the hay, lost but in my place
Feeling lost yet finding peace in one's current state
Peaceful in my way, hope I never have to sow again
-Tumble, tumble down as I take the ground
Falling down, making an impact, and understanding one's identity
Make a mighty sound, know what I am, know when I found a way
-A way, a way, a way to always belong
Searching for a constant sense of belonging, acknowledging an inevitable departure
Belong, belong, wont be long until I am gone
-A way, a way, a way to always belong
-Belong, belong, wont be long until I am gone
-I am just a no one, I'm the same as everyone
Affirming one's commonality while aspiring for growth and accumulation
Spinning underneath the sun, head between my knees
-I belong to no one, I am a minimum
-Rolling into bigger sums adding them to me
-Needle in the hay, lost but in my place
Referencing the metaphorical needle in the hay, finding peace, and making a significant impact
Peaceful in my way, hope I never have to sow again
-Tumble, tumble down as I take the ground
-Make a mighty sound, know what I am, know when I found a way
-A way, a way, a way to always belong
Reiterating the pursuit of belonging and the transient nature of existence
Belong, belong, wont be long until I am gone
-A way, a way, a way to always belong
-Belong, belong, wont be long until I am gone
-A way, belong
Summarizing the desire for a way to belong
A way, belong
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