Lyric discussion by parasol 

Yes, I agree mostly with BerrySwirl. If the rain had to seperate from it self, would it say "Pick out your cloud" is like saying, "If the people had to seperate from themselves, would they say, pick out your land?

This cannot be done - people belong to all the land. America knows this.

The Native American's had their land, and Americans have theirs. America realizes that she will always have peices of her old self...what she used to be. But it will be within what she has BECOME. She's not quite exactly the same as she was, because she has all these new layers.

Who we were isn't lost before we were US. You can't divide the land with a line, just as Native American's are taking this new American into their lives as they did their old world.
The line itself wouldn't know where one part ends and one begins.

Indigo is his own, blue always knew this implies that they all know that their world was very different before, and that's fine. They will always know it WAS different. But the two together are similar colors.

She is saying each entity came together to join what it is now...

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