Singin’

Been unexpectedly immersing myself in music a lot more the last few months. Back home I enjoyed music, I played guitar sporadically and sang for fun, but never at church or anywhere else public; composed occasionally.

But I’ve been surprised by how much music has become more a part of my life than before. Think it’s partly being around JN and JA, because they’re both musical (more so than me). Partly it’s the opportunities that have come up. Sang with some guys from church for the Day of the Bible fair and concert; leading worship at a friend’s church once a month; us starting a casual live music session every Friday at Sendero.

For some reason, even though Loja is the city of music, people seem to like my voice – although I never thought it was anything special … My guitar skills not so much! So I’m challenged to discipline myself to commit to learning more techniques and theory.

A substantial dose of inspiration lately. Below are two songs I’ve written in English – pity I can’t show you the music too!

 

19 and a bit

It’s time for me to start thinking
about going to bed
instead I’m thinking
I should be out in town tonight

This head is full of suspended chords
and thoughts I can’t articulate
so I’ll spit them out
like watermelon seeds

When did laughter
weigh so heavy on my heart?
When does the intoxication end?

Solitude skews your mind
You think you want to be 19 again
Eyes that light fires
Music that makes you feel alive

It’s time for me to start thinking
about the rest of my life
about why I’m on the road I’m on

This head is all jigsawed out
sink back into colours
and into smiles
just float for a while

Define my lines
Arm my feet for the fight
Defrost my passion
Renew my vision

Solitude skews your mind
You think you want to be 19 again
Eyes that light fires
Music that makes you feel alive

 

Is this Jericho?

You see me in the distance
And walls go up
You defy gravity

I’m unarmed
Just want to parley
But you shut up
Like I’ve 10 000 men behind me

So cold
Truth is I’d forgotten
What winter feels like

I see you like Jericho
Shout your walls down
Nothing is impossible

If I drew circles
And if I prayed
Would you open up the door?

So cold
Truth is I’d forgotten
What winter feels like

Can’t get through
Can’t get through to you
You’re closed to me
Close to me
But so closed to me

The call of trumpets
The cry of my heart
Does it strike fear into your bones?

Well I’m not here to fight you
Just say the word
And I’ll walk away

So cold
Truth is I’d forgotten
What winter feels like

Can’t get through
Can’t get through to you
You’re closed to me
Close to me
But so closed to me

I see you like Jericho
Shout your walls down

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