It Might as Well Be Spring
Embracing Restlessness: A Melancholic Ode to Unseen Springs
Lyrics
I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I feel as unsettled and agitated as a willow tree in a strong wind.
I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string
I'm nervous and jittery, like a puppet being manipulated on strings.
I'd say that I had spring fever
I might describe my feelings as spring fever, an emotional state associated with the season.
But I know it isn't spring
Despite feeling like it's spring fever, I'm aware that it isn't actually spring.
I am starry-eyed and vaguely discontented
I am filled with a sense of wonder and dissatisfaction, like a nightingale without a song.
Like a nightingale without a song to sing
Expressing discontent without a clear reason, similar to a nightingale without a song to sing.
Oh, why should I have Spring fever
Questioning the reason for having spring fever when it's not the spring season.
When it isn't even spring?
Raising the rhetorical question again about the presence of spring fever without it being spring.
I keep wishing I were somewhere else
Expressing a desire to be in a different place, away from the current surroundings.
Walking down a strange new street
Imagining oneself walking in an unfamiliar street, suggesting a longing for change.
Hearing words that I have never heard
Desiring to hear new and unfamiliar words from a girl not yet encountered.
From a girl I've yet to meet
Anticipating the experience of meeting someone new and engaging in unfamiliar conversations.
I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
Feeling occupied with daydreams, comparing the busyness to a spider spinning its web.
I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
Experiencing a light-headed and joyful feeling, likened to a baby on a swing.
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the wing
Noticing the absence of typical signs of spring, like flowers and birds, despite the spring-like feelings.
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
Feeling happy in a paradoxical way, expressing a sense of joy alongside melancholy.
That it might as well be spring
Concluding that the current emotional state might as well be attributed to spring, despite the actual season.
It might as well be spring
Emphasizing once again the idea that the current state is akin to spring, regardless of the actual season.
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