paroles de chanson The Ripening - Grace McLean

Haven't I done all the things I'm supposed to?
I've never done anything for me
Cold and dirt and hunger
I have loved as water loves to float into the sea

Haven't I done all the things I'm supposed to?
I am waiting for the ripening
I can feel all my petals longing to bear
But somehow they're already falling from my tree

Haven't I done all the things I'm supposed to?
Embraced my boundaries
So, when will I see the light?
And when will I be free?

So, when will I see the light?
And when will I be free?

Where, oh, where have all my efforts gone?
I am weak, I am one
My poor body has been tilled
And my full heart wants to be spilled across the dawn
I've waited so long

Why?
"Why hasn't it come?"
My soul cries
Why can't I see the light? (Why? Why?)

Haven't I done all the things I'm supposed to?
Lived a life of death
In living I have learned to love another as a mother
And I felt that love inside my wicked flesh

Where, oh, where has my mind gone?
Are my feet on the ground or six feet down?
Where, oh, where has the time gone?
Every day is a year, is a night
And round and round (Why?)
And round and round and round and round (Why?)
Why can't I see the light? (Why? Why?)

Haven't I done all the things I'm supposed to?
I know what i'm meant to be
And I'm grateful for the blessing of this body that is rotting
All I've ever wanted is to be free