Ya know? M. Ward has a way with words. And although his lyrics are beyond being great, his voice makes them ten times better.
His Music is poetry to me. I try day in and day out to sing just like the man but I can't do it. I done darn hate it. He is too good. In his song, "here comes the sun again", he creates multiple meanings. Which frustrate me even more, because I try doing that too and I CAN'T!!!!
In his song "Poison Cup" he says "If love is a poison cup, then drink it up" Which is almost breath taking if you pause to think about it. It's the most unique way of describing love. I believe it means that love is not easy and that we will probably fall like fools because of it, but ya know what? Do it anyway. It's necessary to do it up. bye.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
Wake Up
This is for all those people still sleeping.
The ones not dreaming.
The ones who don't care enough to rise up.
The ones who think they aren't worth it.
If you want my advice.
Wake up.
The ones not dreaming.
The ones who don't care enough to rise up.
The ones who think they aren't worth it.
If you want my advice.
Wake up.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Good Gandhi
I keep forgetting.
I keep forgetting to schedule work off.
I keep forgetting to pass along the good news, to give away that compliment, to be more selfless.
I could win an award for the most pride on my side, for the most people I've taken for a ride, for the dumbest arguements that I chide.
I keep forgetting to quite rhyming. I keep forgetting to spell quit correctly. I keep forgetting to remind myself that I need to quit forgetting.
I would give it all, I would own myself completely, I would stop listening to everything else.
But I can't. I must have forgot how. And tonight is not the last time. Although someday...I'll find the light.
I keep forgetting to schedule work off.
I keep forgetting to pass along the good news, to give away that compliment, to be more selfless.
I could win an award for the most pride on my side, for the most people I've taken for a ride, for the dumbest arguements that I chide.
I keep forgetting to quite rhyming. I keep forgetting to spell quit correctly. I keep forgetting to remind myself that I need to quit forgetting.
I would give it all, I would own myself completely, I would stop listening to everything else.
But I can't. I must have forgot how. And tonight is not the last time. Although someday...I'll find the light.
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