Quite the “people change” song here. Artist Georgia Flipo rocks from start to finish. Enjoy that pounding percussion!
“Now I’m the worst person alive, now I’m the one making you cry, now I’m the one losing my mind, now I’m the one burning inside, now I’m stuck thinking tonight, who the hell’s by your side, and why, after all this time, am I the worst person, I’m the worst person, I’m the worst person alive”
Her songwriting and performance feel painfully authentic. If you can relate to any part of the song, it hits hard.
“I can’t let you sweep me off my feet just yet, when they’ve only just landed firmly on the ground, and I’m so tired of being messed around, you’ve watched me shift my shape and fall into this mess, well, maybe you could wait for me, I’ll do my best, to get out of this dreary place, I’ll have to face this loneliness”
Today’s take away is you’re not alone. Here if you need me.
This song is a fantastic slow-building fire! The children chorus!?
“To fall downward and rust, you build this house with your hands, and your time and your blood, we built this up in one day, to fall downward and rust, I don’t move unless you know, someone you can move, I bruise just like anyone would bruise, and I know we’ve got a long way to go, and I know we’ve got a long way to go, I know I’ve got so far”
It really reminds me that I need to be outside more. I’ve described my hammock as “my happy place”, but I just realized I haven’t really used it much over the past two summers.
I wonder why that is? It deserves a think at some point. Too busy during summer vaca to lay in a hammock? Seems suspect. 🙂
“Child of flowers, child of trees, you are a child of these, child of fallen spinning leaves, you are a child of these, child of wild, roaming streams, you are a child of these, child of skies, child of seas, you are a child of these”
I just wrote child so much that it looks weird to me as I read it.
I need to forest bathe a little I think before it’s gets REAL cold. I’ve been thinking about it just haven’t been able to actually make myself do it. Maybe tomorrow!
“I know this might seem a little less alright, but here, I find a little place to hide, oh what a mess I’m in, oh what a mess I’m in“
This song gets amazingly “crashy” and atmospheric a little after 3 minutes, but equally great I think are the quieter admissions of mess.
Are you in a mess? I am. I’ve found the only person that can clean it is me. No one is gonna do it for me. Maybe that’ll help spur you to start plugging away at fixing your mess, whatever it is. But my advice is literally to just start. Start trying to clean things up for yourself. You’ll feel better. I think we’re in control more than we think, and there’s a lot of “I can’t” or “I don’t want to”.
Fight those feelings. Life’s too short not to make this the most beautiful place possible for ourselves and those around us.
Remember that first middle school “relationship” you had? The awkwardness? The drama? First delve into an incredibly complex concept, relationships, lacking the frontal cortex to even begin to fathom understanding them. Hell, at 42 I’m still figuring them out.
Not a lot of good judgment, abstract thinking, or social appropriateness in Middle School. Recipe for?
This song brings me back to those days.
Now you ask to hold my hand, and back then there was no buts, and I thought you would understand, that anyone can mess up, hey, hey, are you listening?, hey, hey, we’re gonna crash and burn, hey, hey, maybe I won’t care, hey, I’ll stop whispering, I’ll stop whispering”
Remember that you as you read this. Be kind to them! They probably took a lot of shit for you! Be grateful for them for getting through everything that got thrown at them back then. Whether we thrived or just merely survived, there’s merit and gratitude to be had.
I’m grateful for middle school you. Whoever they were.
Absolutely love the stuff Miley is putting out there musically these days. That growly belty voice is dope.
“Do you wanna play house? I could be your wife, go and meet your mom in a dress too tight, maybe I could stay and not break your heart, but don’t forget, baby, I’m a wildcard, I love when you hold me, but loving you is never enough, don’t wait for me, ’cause forever may never come”
Weird song, but there’s something about how he put it together that jives with my brain. At times it’s a kaleidoscope of sound.
Getting back at it after a little mid-November hiccup! Just couldn’t keep up with everything going on. I knew you’d still be here though. You’re cool like that.
Man, the organ in this song is incredible. Love it as the strong base throughout, and when the strings accompany it this song truly becomes like a dream. Sheer epicness.
“I am lost, in a rainbow, now our rainbow, is gone, overcast, by your shadow, as our worlds move on, in this shirt, I can be you, to be near you, for a while, in this shirt, I can be you, to be near you, for a while, there’s a crane, knocking down, all these things, that we were”
Such a soulful, emotional song. I love it, even if it causes that melancholia.
There’s a place for that, because it lets us know just how good real joy is.