Contextual Analysis of "scattered everywhere" in Lyrics

with a red ribbon in her hair

but she's still there

pockets of resistance

we can go the distance

i'm scattered here and scattered there

to the fields we are scattered

somebody pick up my pieces

put me back together

the other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each room

and when her own man comes to call on her

they flew across the table

one landed in my cup of juice

and ask them not to stand

and all around i see despair my heart was broken long ago

all alone and so tightly closed

they're around me

like ashes in the air

as we begin to travel