From the days of my mom spinning around, with me on her hip, to the tune: " when the moon hits your eye...", to the days of miming the Spice Girl's song ' Spice Up Your Life' at my eighth birthday party, to the days of crying over some boy while Taylor Swift seemed to sing the perfect words in the background.
Music has always been there in one form or another.
Lately, however, it has taken on new meaning in my life. I have begun to overlook whether or not the song has a good dance beat, or whether the words seem to reflect my present thoughts and feelings. Instead, I just enjoy the pure joy of the music - : the way a simple kick drum and a tambourine can make a song come to life; the way a piano and a two-part harmony brings tears to my eyes; the way a voice can be sweet and raspy at the same time; the way an electro-tune can be altered into an acoustic version which tears at the soul; the way I can get lost in the beauty of an accapella vocal.
Not only that, but I find myself drawn (irregardless of my mood) to lyrics that are poignant and poetic and are written with wisdom and soul.
Yes, I am a self-proclaimed Indie kid and although I indulge in a few mainstream tunes now and again, it is the music of City and Colour, Brooke Fraser, Darwin Deez, The Civil Wars William Fitzsimmons, Hall and Oates, Sufjan Stevens, Cinematic Orchestra, Angus and Julia Stone, Newton Faulkner and so many more that really makes my little heart as happy as can be.
Its the kind of music I can listen to while lying on my bed contemplating life, while cleaning my room, while chilling at a braai with mates, while feeling sad and while feeling happy. It never gets old. So thank you to all those artists who avoided mainstream and went on their own mission.
My soul is grateful.
Here are some beautiful lyrics to one of my favourite songs by Brooke Frasier and William Fitzsimmons.
I DON'T FEEL IT ANYMORE
Hold on this will hurt more than anything has before
What it was, what it was, what it was
I've brought this on us more than anyone could ignore
What I've done, what I've done, what I've done
I've worked for so long just to see you mess around
What you've done, what you've done, what you've done
I want back the years that you took when I was young
I was young, I was young but it's done
Oh, take it all away
I don't feel it anymore
Oh, take it all away
Oh, take it all away
I don't feel it anymore
Oh, take it all away
We'll fall just like stars being hung by only string
Everything, everything, here is gone
No map can direct how to ever make it home
We're alone, we're alone, we're alone
Oh, take it all away
I don't feel it anymore
Oh, take it all away
Oh, take it all away
I don't feel it anymore
Oh, take it all away
What it was, what it was, what it was
I've brought this on us more than anyone could ignore
What I've done, what I've done, what I've done
I've worked for so long just to see you mess around
What you've done, what you've done, what you've done
I want back the years that you took when I was young
I was young, I was young but it's done
Oh, take it all away
I don't feel it anymore
Oh, take it all away
Oh, take it all away
I don't feel it anymore
Oh, take it all away
We'll fall just like stars being hung by only string
Everything, everything, here is gone
No map can direct how to ever make it home
We're alone, we're alone, we're alone
Oh, take it all away
I don't feel it anymore
Oh, take it all away
Oh, take it all away
I don't feel it anymore
Oh, take it all away
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