Like the rest of these mournful lyrics, I really want to find a harbor. It's been a long time since I felt like a leaf floating in the air. Suddenly, I want to find a resting place for my heart, and I also want to find a harbor where I can anchor. I'm truly tired, a weariness I didn't know before, not realizing how my drifting life was spent, whether I had ever been young, like something floating, a bridal gown, and now old, like a harbor where one can stay. However, after floating for years, there is no safe haven that lets me stay. Can I continue my wandering?
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