I've made lists before. Lists of movies and things to do. It seems that each list just moves from person to person and grows and grows. I know that one day this huge list will be spent on a person who truly matters and is worth all of the time and energy that it will take to see thru. But I don't just mean my time and energy but theirs. I look forward to that day of being equal with someone and on the same page.
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There are many artists whose lyrics truly inspire me and touch me in some way. Maybe it's the message or the words used to get their point across. I think of Aaron Weiss of mewithoutYou and David Bazan, Ben Gibbard and Damien Jurado especially. There's just something in how they string words together. Andy Hull of Manchester Orchestra has an amazing gift and making lines that hit you with the weight of a thousand winds. That's something I strive to do.
I went to see some of my friends' band the other day and it was an acoustic show. Zach, the frontman, said how different acoustic shows are for the fact that you hear the lyrics more and some of the emotion that is at the heart of the song. And I realized that that is why I like a lot of the music I do and write the music that I write - not to say that I wouldn't love to write songs that have a full band and can be experienced that way. I love to hear the heart behind a song and the message of being human and the feelings and thoughts that we have - honestly.
David Bazan writes some of the greatest songs about Christianity and the doubts that we have and the struggle within that lifestyle. It just seems so real.
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This is a song that I wrote today I'm going to let it sit and evolve for a few days and then I hope to have a demo of some kind - along with a couple other freshly written songs - up on my myspace. In other news that way, a friend and I are hoping to start working more on that so perhaps some changes are in motion.
I had a dream last night about man who couldn't find His thread
Yeah, He searched thru the cupboards; He looked under His bed
He walked down the road retracing each and every step
The way He watched the ground you'd have thought that it had held on His head
He traveled all the land until He reached the end
Then He took to a boat to try and find that strand
With pain in His eyes; determination in His heart
You could see He would search all His days - nowhere being too far
But I don't know how it ended, I'm not sure where it went
But I like to think He found it, Yeah, a Man and His thread
I wonder where it was, probably somewhere you'd least expect
And I know that He held it like He loved it and He'll love it til the end
I woke in the morning to the sound of rain on my roof
And that's when it hit me, everyone's got something to lose
And that's what we are to You and that's why I believe
That I'm Your string and You're searching for me
