Wild Vines

Nature's Rebellion: Unraveling the Meaning Behind Mother Sun's Wild Vines
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Lyrics

Wild vines crawling through the fancy fence

Wild vines are moving along an elegant barrier.

Looks more appealing in another sense

They appear attractive in a different way.

Sweet fruit falls far from the bitter tree

Sweet fruits fall far from a harsh source or origin.

On impact doesn't bruise so easily

When they fall, they aren't easily damaged upon impact.


Miles of wild vines are growing under traffic overflow

Extensive wild vines grow beneath busy traffic areas.

Idling through a thoroughfare never fails you'll go somewhere

Traveling through a thoroughfare always leads somewhere, even if idling.

Where the time gets all stretched out

Time seems to stretch out in this place.


Wild vines all along the lattice fence

Wild vines spread across the crisscross fence.

Grown out their welcome to their heart's content

They've grown abundantly without limits.

Tall grass sprouting from the lower ground

Tall grass emerges from lower ground areas.

I'm too high, line of sight begins to cloud

Metaphorically elevated, vision starts to obscure.

Too high, line of sight becomes a shroud

Elevated further, vision becomes completely obscured.


Miles of wild vines are growing under traffic overflow

Extensive growth of wild vines persists beneath traffic.

Idling through a thoroughfare never fails to get you there

Traveling through a busy path reliably leads somewhere.

Where the time gets all stretched out

Time seems to elongate in this situation.

It's hard to feel like anything gets done

It's difficult to sense accomplishment or progress.


Climbing up the building's side

Climbing vertically on a structure, obstructing windows.

Blocking windows

The vines block visibility into the building.

Crushing weight is featherlite

Despite being heavy, the pressure feels surprisingly light.


Miles of wild vines are growing under traffic overflow

Extensive wild vine growth persists under busy roads.

Idling through a thoroughfare never fails you'll go somewhere

Traveling through busy pathways consistently leads somewhere.

Where the time gets all stretched out

Time appears to stretch or elongate in this environment.

It's hard to feel like anything gets done

It's challenging to feel a sense of accomplishment or productivity.

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