wild honey
Jessie Early Lyrics
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From the wilderness and it's callin' my name
What we left behind to be all alone
Uncharting star paths to follow you home
Living in the wasteland, you're my wild honey
Traded my heart for all my money
We were left for dead
Living in the wasteland, you're my wild honey
Sold my heart for all my money
Whwn we're left for dead
The desert is a river bed
Looking for the golden light, waves and fields for miles
Pinkie romises in your palms, your smile
Just empty pocets, black birds circling
No trees in sight, just the shade of your wings
Living in the wasteland, you're my wild honey
Traded my heart for all my money
We were left for dead
The desert is a river bed
Living in the wasteland, you're my wild honey
Sold my heart for all my money
When we're left for dead
The desert is a river bed
The soil of my soul begins to grow
The soil of my soul begins to grow
The soil of my soul begins to grow
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
The soil of my soul begins to grow
The soil of my soul begins to grow
The soil of my soul begins to grow
Oh oh oh oh oh
Living in the wasteland, you're my wild honey
Traded my heart for all my money
We were left for dead
The desert is a river bed
Living in the wasteland, you're my wild honey
Sold my heart for all my money
When we're left for dead
The desert is a river bed
The lyrics of Jessie Early's song Wild Honey tell the story of a journey through the wilderness in search of something or someone that is not clearly defined. The unnamed narrator describes following a voice that comes in waves, and leaving behind what they had before in order to be with this person. They are wandering through a wasteland, looking for a golden light, and encountering pinkie promises and black birds circling overhead. It's a journey full of danger and hardship, but the singer finds comfort in the company of their companion, referring to them as "wild honey". The repeated refrain of "when we're left for dead, the desert is a river bed" suggests that even in the midst of a barren, inhospitable environment, there is still hope for sustenance and growth.
Overall, Wild Honey seems to be a meditation on the idea of finding beauty and sustenance in unexpected places. The singer is facing difficult circumstances, but they find nourishment and richness in their relationship with the person they are following. The metaphor of honey, which is both sweet and sticky, seems to encapsulate this idea well. It's something that can be difficult to obtain (requiring effort to extract from a beehive), but that is ultimately rewarding.
Line by Line Meaning
Like rippling pools, your voice comes in waves
Your voice is as calming and serene as the water in a pool, and it touches me in waves.
From the wilderness and it's callin' my name
You come from somewhere remote and unknown, yet I feel your presence calling to me.
What we left behind to be all alone
We gave up everything to find solitude together.
Uncharting star paths to follow you home
We travel towards a destination unknown, guided only by the stars and each other.
Living in the wasteland, you're my wild honey
You are my sweet comfort in a world that seems bleak and empty.
Traded my heart for all my money
I gave you my heart in exchange for all I had, because you are worth more than anything money can buy.
We were left for dead
We were abandoned and forgotten by the world around us.
The desert is a river bed
Even in the midst of the dry, barren wasteland, there is still life and a flow of energy beneath the surface.
Looking for the golden light, waves and fields for miles
We search for the light that will guide us through the vastness of the fields and waves surrounding us.
Pinkie romises in your palms, your smile
You make promises with your fingers crossed, yet your smile convinces me to believe you anyway.
Just empty pocets, black birds circling
We have nothing left but each other, and are plagued by the constant reminder of death and darkness in the form of circling black birds.
No trees in sight, just the shade of your wings
We are surrounded by barrenness and lack of life, but I find comfort in the protection of your presence and love.
The soil of my soul begins to grow
Despite the harsh environment we find ourselves in, your love and presence have started to nourish and bring life to my spirit.
Contributed by Joseph L. Suggest a correction in the comments below.