Never Bloom Again
Fleeting Blossoms: Reflections on Changing Luck
Lyrics
Lighting struck
There was a sudden significant event or change.
Now it's silent and dark
Following the event, there's a sense of quietness and darkness.
Like to try to light a candle
Expressing a desire to make an effort, but lacking the necessary initial motivation.
But for that I'd need a spark
A metaphorical need for a catalyst to initiate change or progress.
Our luck changed
There was a shift in fortune or circumstances.
I don't know why, don't know when
Uncertainty about the cause and timing of the change.
But it changed and now it's hard
The change has made it challenging to avoid dwelling on past memories.
Not to dwell on memories
Difficulty in not focusing on past experiences.
I know we'll grow
Anticipation of personal growth.
But we'll never bloom again
An acknowledgment that despite growth, a specific positive phase won't recur.
I'm sure we'll grow
Confidence in personal development despite a sense of loss.
But we'll never bloom again
Reiteration of growth amidst the acknowledgment of an irrevocable loss.
Now it's cold on my side of the bed
Feeling emotionally distant even when physically close.
Though you're near, you're far away
A sense of emotional distance despite physical proximity.
Partly here, partly gone
Feeling present and absent simultaneously.
Our luck changed
Repeating the earlier notion of a change in fortune.
I don't know why, don't know when
Reiteration of uncertainty regarding the cause and timing of the change.
I wonder where we would end up
Speculation about an alternative outcome if given a chance to start over.
If we could start again
Imagining a different path or destination if a fresh beginning were possible.
I know we'll grow
Reiteration of the expectation for personal growth.
But we'll never bloom again
Confirmation of personal growth alongside acceptance of the inability to return to a particular positive state.
I'm sure we'll grow
Confident affirmation of growth despite the acknowledgment of a permanent change.
But we'll never bloom again
Restating personal development amid the acceptance of an irreversible loss.
I know we'll grow
Repeated expectation of personal growth.
But we'll never bloom again
Reiteration of personal development amidst the acknowledgement of a specific loss.
I'm sure we'll grow
Confidently stating personal growth despite a recognized inability to revert to a previous state.
But we'll never bloom again
Restating personal development amidst an acknowledgment of an irreversible change.
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