Noah has been the soundtrack to a lot of my self-discovery over the past year. I fell in love with the Stick Season album and really had fun exploring his older catalog. This song in particular, for a lot reasons, stood out.
“If I could give this all back, I would be home in the morning, I’d wake up in a cold sweat, take a flight back to the city I was born in, and I would wipe myself clean, of what I knew was unimportant, I’d want typical things, I’d try to fit back into all my old clothing, and I would prove myself wrong, that all along the problem was me, with all my bitterness gone, happy, I’d be”
I love the tone that the song sets from the get go. The shedding of unimportant things to focus on what matters. Simplifying, molting, and growing. To live is think, said Marcus Tullius Cicero. I’m learning it’s so.
“I’ll move back home forever, I’ll feed the dogs, and I’ll put all my pieces back together, where they belong, and I’ll say, “I’m a mess, I’m a mess, oh god, I’m a mess”
There’s something idyllic about the idea of moving home, feeding the dogs, and putting your own pieces back together where they belong. I think we all kind of long to do it in some form or other. To be true to our purest selves, and the great thing about our purest selves is that they are often messy, we really have to have an open dialogue with ourselves. Talk to yourself a little more. You’d be surprised what kind of stuff you roll around in that noggin’ and figure out with a little discourse.
To me that’s what this song is about. Embracing the fact that we’re all going through our first spin on this Earth and that it’s totally ok to be a mess. Our mess is kind of what makes us who we are. Don’t be afraid to share yours!
This song is hopeful and you should be too today. The horrors persist but so do we! ;) Love ya. Enjoy!
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