A Red Orchid Bloomed

A Red Orchid's Reflection: Nurturing Roots in a World of Hunger
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Lyrics

What good are these yellow fangs if we can't feed?

Questioning the value of aggressive traits if they don't contribute to survival.

No purpose for brittle limbs

Highlighting the uselessness of fragile limbs.

That can't serve the world of need

Expressing the idea that one's abilities should address the world's needs.

So we climb and climb and cling

Describing a persistent effort to ascend and cling to something.

Away from the true foundation

Moving away from a genuine foundation or essential values.

I'll bloom at the bottom

Choosing to flourish at the bottom, emphasizing humility.

With the earth beneath my feet

Expressing a desire to be grounded with the earth as a foundation.

Anchored to the all-natural opiate

Being connected to a natural source of comfort and tranquility.

You can't defeat

Asserting the invincibility of the referenced natural comfort.

How many last times are left

Pondering the limited opportunities or chances remaining.

Until the cup overflows

Contemplating when one's capacity or endurance will be exhausted.

Pinned to the needs of the flesh

Being constrained by the necessities of the physical body.

Like innocence in a viper's nest

Comparing attachment to physical needs to innocence in a dangerous place.

So we climb and climb and cling

Reiterating the theme of persistent ascent and attachment.

Away from the true foundation

Continuing to move away from a genuine foundation or essential values.

I'll bloom at the bottom

Reaffirming the choice to flourish at the bottom, emphasizing humility.

With the earth beneath my feet

Reiterating the desire to be grounded with the earth as a foundation.

Anchored to the all-natural opiate

Reemphasizing the connection to a natural source of comfort and tranquility.

You can't defeat

Reasserting the invincibility of the referenced natural comfort.

Threading the years on needles of blood

Describing the passage of time with a metaphor involving needles and blood.

How many orchids can we take?

Pondering the capacity to endure or consume the beauty of life.

Flaunting filth under fluorescents

Displaying impurity in a showy manner under artificial light.

This appetite for the world we make.

Expressing a strong desire for the world created by human actions.

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