The Daily Song: Wise Enough/Lamb

One of the most lyrically and visually evocative videos I have ever seen.

Wise Enough

I had a dream that all of time was running dry
And life was like a comet falling from the sky
I woke so frightened in the dawning, oh so clear
How precious is the time we have here
Are we not wise enough to give all we are?
Surely we’re bright enough to outshine the stars
The human kind gets so lost in finding its way
But we have a chance to make a difference til our dying day
And you might pray to God, or say it’s Destiny
But I think we are just hiding all that we can be
Are we not wise enough to give all we are?
Surely we’re bright enough to outshine the stars
The human kind gets so lost in finding its way
But we have a chance to make a difference til our dying day
All I’m really asking is: what are we doing here?
Are we just killing time? Just living year to year?
In this big world, no one else can play our part
Ain’t it time to just wake up and give it all
Are we not wise enough to give all we are?
Surely we’re bright enough to outshine the stars
The human kind gets so lost, and in finding its way
We have a chance to make a difference til our dying day
We have a chance to make a difference til our dying day
We have a chance to make a difference til our dying day

The Daily Song/What About Us P!nk

Powerful.  Timely.  Gave me chills.

“What About Us?”

We are searchlights, we can see in the dark
We are rockets, pointed up at the stars
We are billions of beautiful hearts
And you sold us down the river too farWhat about us?
What about all the times you said you had the answers?
What about us?
What about all the broken happy ever afters
What about us?
What about all the plans that ended in disaster?
What about love? What about trust?
What about us?

We are problems that want to be solved
We are children that need to be loved
We were willing, we came when you called
But man you fooled us, enough is enough

What about us?
What about all the times you said you had the answers?
What about us?
What about all the broken happy ever afters?
What about us?
What about all the plans that ended in disaster?
What about love? What about trust?
What about us?

What about us?
What about all the plans that ended in disaster?
What about love? What about trust?
What about us?

Sticks and stones they may break these bones
But then I’ll be ready, are you ready?
It’s the start of us, waking up, come on
Are you ready? I’ll be ready
I don’t want control, I want to let go
Are you ready? I’ll be ready
Cause now it’s time to let them know
We are ready

What about…
What about us?
What about all the times you said you had the answers?
So what about us?
What about all the broken happy ever afters?
What about us?
What about all the plans that ended in disaster?
What about love? What about trust?
What about us?

What about us?
What about us?
What about us?

What about us?
What about us?
What about us?

The Daily Song: I Don’t Have The Answers/We Are Messengers

When words fail, music speaks.



I don’t have the answers

I don’t have the answers, and maybe that’s okay
But we can search together, I’m not running away
And it’s okay to feel, the way that you do
And when you reach the end of yourself, I’ll be there too

When you can’t trust, I’ll trust for you
When you can’t move, I’ll stay with you
You’re not alone, it’s all I can say
I don’t have the answers, and maybe that’s okay
I don’t have the answers

But I can feel your heartache, I know it’s not okay
And I know you feel like you’re gonna break, but don’t pull away
And it’s okay to feel, the way that you do
When you reach the end of yourself, I’ll be there too

When you can’t trust, I’ll trust for you
When you can’t move, I’ll stay with you
You’re not alone, it’s all I can say
I don’t have the answers, and maybe that’s okay
I don’t have the answers

The Daily Song: Colour Me In Gold/J.P. Cooper

This always feels like a sigh to me. . .  Just damn.

Colour Me In Gold

[Verse 1]
You colour me in gold
Lips like petals on my throat
And those fingertips like paintbrush strokes
Paper boats softly float like a song we wrote

[Chorus 1]
But summer comes and summer goes
You change your hair, you change your clothes
The books you read help you explore
The world that you believed in once before

[Verse 2]
You colour me in gold
Kiss the freckles on my nose
With those blood red pomegranate lips taking sips, hand on hip
Your face could launch a thousand ships

[Chorus 2]
But winter comes and brings the snow
You change your job, you change your home
Still reading books about the ghost
Of a world, you can’t be living anymore

[Bridge]
And after all, you’ve been nothing but good to me
And the only way that I can pay you back
Is to daily seek those distant memories
While I’m standing next to you

[Chorus 3]
So when springtime comes and blossoms grow
Come take my hand, can we expose
The hideaways, the hidden doors
The stories we believed in
Ooh, the land that we both dreamed in once before

[Outro]
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
You colour me in gold

The Daily Song: Paper Hearts/Silver Trees featuring Bailey Jehl

This is a song that unconsciously keeps popping up in my poetry.  Hmmm. . .

Paper Hearts

Here’s the story, here we are

Falling forward into parts

Playing something into nothing till we know it ‘s not ours

All we have is something simple

All we know is what’s been gone

Going into some dramatic, static pause

Whoever can leave here first, wherever I see you hurts, whatever I need to do,

We try to tell a story, we write each other into our lives, but after all it’s all just as thin as paper hearts.

Take the sense of false direction,

Take the words out of my head

Always hurt under protection,

Always cut where I don’t let in,

Oh my mind, just try on patience,

Oh my heart, just lead the way,

All my life has been a silent fight to be ok

We try to tell a story, we write each other into our lives, but after all it’s all just as thin as paper hearts.

We try to tell a story, we write each other into our lives, but after all it’s all just as thin as paper hearts.

The Daily Song: She Used to Be Mine/ Sara Bareilles

Yes, this.

She Used To Be Mine

 It’s not simple to say
Most days I don’t recognize me
That these shoes and this apron
That place and its patrons
Have taken more than I gave them
It’s not easy to know
I’m not anything like I used to be
Although it’s true
I was never attention’s sweet center
I still remember that girlShe’s imperfect but she tries
She is good but she lies
She is hard on herself
She is broken and won’t ask for help
She is messy but she’s kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone but she used to be mineIt’s not what I asked for
Sometimes life just slips in through a back door
And carves out a person
And makes you believe it’s all true
And now I’ve got you
And you’re not what I asked for
If I’m honest I know I would give it all back
For a chance to start over
And rewrite an ending or two
For the girl that I knew

Who’ll be reckless just enough
Who’ll get hurt
But who learns how to toughen up when she’s bruised
And gets used by a man who can’t love
And then she’ll get stuck
And be scared of the life that’s inside her
Growing stronger each day
‘Til it finally reminds her
To fight just a little
To bring back the fire in her eyes
That’s been gone but used to be mine

Used to be mine
She is messy but she’s kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone but she used to be mine

The Daily Song: The Exchange/Torres

Spotify gifted me one of the most emotionally evocative songs I have ever heard in The Exchange by Torres. It literally yanked me from what I was working on and demanded to be heard, lyrics held, contemplated. “I am afraid to see my heroes age” just pierced me to my soul. There is a world of poetry to explore in this song.



The Exchange

Songwriters: Mackenzie Ruth Scott

My mother lost her mother twice
Once in ’54, then later in life
The exchange was quick and quiet
The records sealed, the names made private
Her search began and ended with a judge
Her papers had been claimed in a freak basement flood
An entire family tree
An eternal privacy
Underwater
Underwater
I am afraid to see my heroes age
I am afraid of disintegration
If you’re not here, I cannot be here for you
If you’re not here, I cannot be alone
Mother, father
I’m underwater
And I don’t think you can pull me out of this
There’s virgin oil painted over my door
And hotel soap from every city
Lined up in my window
Blew my per diem on an eighth of Blue Dream
So I can breathe but I still can’t breathe
Around my mouth, brown paper bag
Founding fathers on my back
I’m no martyr
I’m no martyr
I’m just
Afraid to see my heroes age
I am afraid of disintegration
If you’re not here, I cannot be here for you
If you’re not here, I cannot be alone
Mother, father
I’m underwater
Underwater
Underwater
I’ve so much that I want to sing
But there’s no room for toothbrushes and poetry, I
Pray to Jesus Christ incessantly, I
Shine my shoes for the Fat Lady, I’m still
Underwater
I’m underwater
Underwater
Underwater
I am afraid to see my heroes age
I am afraid of disintegration
If you’re not here, I cannot be here for you
If you’re not here, I cannot be alone
Mother, father
I’m underwater
And I don’t think you can pull me out of this
I will no longer claim to know
Where we go when it’s time to go
But when you go, will I go too?
When you go, I am going too
I’m underwater
I’m underwater
Mother, father
I’m underwater
I’m underwater
I’m underwater
Mother, father
I’m underwater

The Daily Song: Can I Be Him? James Arthur

Just one of those songs that gets under my skin.


 


Can I Be Him?

You walked into the room

And now my heart has been stolen

You took me back in time to when I was unbroken

Now you’re all I want

And I knew it from the very first moment

Cause a light came on when I heard that song

And I want you to sing it againI swear that every word you sing

You wrote them for me

Like it was a private show

But I know you never saw me

When the lights come on and I’m on my own

Will you be there to sing it again

Could I be the one you talk about in all your stories

Can I be himI heard there was somone but I know he don’t deserve you

If you were mine I’d never let anyone hurt you

I wanna dry those tears, kiss those lips

It’s all that I’ve been thinking about

Cause a light came on when I heard that song

And I want you to sing it again

I swear that every word you sing

You wrote them for me

Like it was a private show

But I know you never saw me

When the lights come on and I’m on my own

Will you be there to sing it again

Could I be the one you talk about in all your stories

Can I be the one

Can I be the one

Can I be the one

Oh, can I, can I be him

Won’t you sing it again

Oh, when you sing it again

Can I be him

Won’t you sing it again

Oh, when you sing it again

Can I be him

I swear that every word you sing

You wrote them for me

Like it was a private show

But I know you never saw me

When the lights come on and I’m on my own

Will you be there, will you be there

Can I be the one you talk about in all your stories

Can I be him

Can I be him

Can I be him

Can I be him