Belong
Finding Home: Embracing the Emotional Journey in Mark Wilkinson's 'Belong'
Lyrics
I’m sorry for how I first reacted,
Expressing regret for the initial reaction to a situation or revelation.
I didn’t know quite how to deal,
Admitting a lack of understanding in handling the situation.
But it’s like my world had just imploded,
Describing a feeling of personal collapse, as if the world fell apart.
Like the words you said weren’t real,
Perceiving disbelief in the words spoken, questioning their reality.
You said don’t be so sentimental,
Recalling advice to avoid being overly emotional or sentimental.
Life it rarely plays that way,
Highlighting life's unpredictable nature and its deviation from expectations.
But it’s hard for me to just go gentle,
Expressing difficulty in accepting or adapting gently to the situation.
I can’t just change the way I feel,
Asserting the challenge of altering genuine emotions.
When I’ve grown here,
Affirming personal growth in the current environment.
My bones are here,
Stating a deep connection formed over time, possibly with a place or experience.
My spirit and soul feel string here,
Describing a strong bond at a spiritual and emotional level.
My home’s here,
Emphasizing the sense of belonging through the concept of "home."
My joy and my tears,
Mentioning both joy and tears as integral parts of the belonging experience.
Don’t tell me that I don’t belong here,
Rejecting the notion that the speaker doesn't belong in the current context.
You talk about it like it’s easy,
Criticizing an oversimplified view of a challenging situation.
So many years gone in a blur,
Reflecting on the passage of time, possibly with a sense of loss or rapid change.
But I’m not like you I can’t move freely,
Differentiating the speaker's inability to move on as easily as others.
I can’t let go of all this hurt,
Acknowledging the difficulty in letting go of emotional pain.
When I’ve grown here,
Reiterating personal growth and connection to the current environment.
My bones are here,
Reaffirming the physical presence and roots in the current place.
My spirit and soul feel string here,
Re-emphasizing a profound spiritual and emotional tie to the surroundings.
My home’s here,
Restating the significance of the current place as "home."
My joy and my tears,
Acknowledging both positive and challenging emotions experienced in this belonging.
Don’t tell me that I don’t belong here,
Rejecting the assertion that the speaker is out of place.
When I’ve grown here,
Repeating the themes of growth, rootedness, and emotional connection.
My bones are here,
Reiterating the physical and metaphorical presence in the current environment.
My spirit and soul feel string here,
Affirming a continued strong spiritual and emotional connection.
My home’s here,
Reaffirming the sense of belonging and attachment to the current "home."
My joy and my tears,
Acknowledging the coexistence of joy and tears in the belonging experience.
Don’t tell me that I don’t belong.
Rejecting any suggestion that the speaker is not meant to be in this place.
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