I pace the room, look back at the desk. What do I say. I close my eyes and try and think of the words yet nothing will truly wrap around the grooves that represent how I feel.
This year, my acupuncturist said, was the year people come across important like minded souls. Not necessarily the ones for romance, or friendship, but just to collide and say hello sometimes. I feel there have been a few this year, and as it comes to a close soon, I am a little weary.
I like how if you watch the water run down the window, you can never predict the way it will run. There is a greater chance to predict the path, if it is not the first drop that paved the way. But even then, a new direction can swiftly appear. Gravity asking for it’s damp.
This has been a favourite of mine for many years. Eight years to be precise now. The lyrics really rang out to me, when feeling weary and it feels like a blanket around the heart.
So listen closely. Save it for a down day.
She has a heart in this song. The arrangement works and it brings a new freshness to an already excellent song.
The lyrics I haven’t noticed as much as I have with this new version.
This song had a bit of a catchiness too it when I heard it, but then I saw the video and art direction behind it. I loved the Wizard of Oz nod, and the way it is filmed. Show your colours. That simple really.
I sat at the top of the cliff, looking down the green hill to the crashing waves below. You could see the white caps spraying. The wind was a little strong, it nudged my car gently, letting me know it was there. Turning, I looked down the winding road that kissed the edge, and saw a white ute driving towards me. It was you. It had to be you.
I turned back to the water, though the gravel let me know you had pulled up. I opened my car door, and felt the wind embrace me, a cool old friend. Casually, I looked over, as you got out of your car. There you were, hello.
Looking back at me, your dark features, gentle, reserved but honest face nodded hello. Walking around towards me, you stretched out your hand and shook mine. I felt the warmth, like the gentle glow of embers in a quiet fire.
Without having to prompt, we both grabbed our day packs, and began our adventure. Having no idea it wasnt just the path ahead of us that day, that we were to go on.
Ingrid has an excellent way of writing beautiful music with lyrics that match. Even if they don’t say the most happiest of things, they can truly express what is real.
“Nobody wants to be the only one that’s left standing
Nobody wants to be the only one to understand
And now I’m seeing the way that you’re leaving without me
Now go on and drift away
The tide can hold you out
Go quiet now
Go sound go safe
Open hands are hard to hold onto anyway