Water or Wine?
There are quite a few songs that I've always had trouble singing all the way through. Bohemian Rhapsody, Number of the Beast (Iron Maiden,) the Catholic hymnal version of The Prayer of Saint Francis and Subdivisions (Rush,) all held deeply personal meanings for me, and all inevitably led to my chokin' on the strong emotions which would well up whenever I attempted them.
Looking back on my maturation, both musically and emotionally, I can see a transition around the time of Black (Pearl Jam) and a cut called You and I, by my 1rst wife, where the promise of Hope began to be an even more relevant trigger of the choke-ups. Some of those are pretty sappy, so pardon me if I demur from even naming them here. {-;
There is one that consistently reminds me, no matter how bad things have been, no matter what I'd like to do to escape my fears, and worries, and still way too frequent attacks of seemingly random panic, it is my responsibility to steer myself through life's roadblocks, detours and stretches of open highway.
And that's what makes it hard for me to get through an entire rendition of this song by Incubus.
* Most of the lyric sites I've found transcribe this as "hive". They're likely right, but this means more to me and is how I've always sung it. Like I say,
Looking back on my maturation, both musically and emotionally, I can see a transition around the time of Black (Pearl Jam) and a cut called You and I, by my 1rst wife, where the promise of Hope began to be an even more relevant trigger of the choke-ups. Some of those are pretty sappy, so pardon me if I demur from even naming them here. {-;
There is one that consistently reminds me, no matter how bad things have been, no matter what I'd like to do to escape my fears, and worries, and still way too frequent attacks of seemingly random panic, it is my responsibility to steer myself through life's roadblocks, detours and stretches of open highway.
And that's what makes it hard for me to get through an entire rendition of this song by Incubus.
DriveHappy Friday, all!
Sometimes
I feel the fear of
uncertainty
stinging clear
And I
can't help but ask myself
how much I let the fear
take the wheel and steer
It's driven me before
and it seems to have a vague
haunting mass appeal
but lately I'm
beginning to find that I
should be the one behind the wheel
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
with open arms
and open eyes, yeah..
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there..
So If I
decide to waiver my
chance to be one of
the High*
Will I
choose water over wine
and hold my own and drive
Ah o' o' oh o' oh o' o'...
It's driven me before
and it seems to be the way
that everyone else gets around
but lately I'm
beginning to find that
when I drive myself
my light is found
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms
and open eyes
yeah..
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there..
Would you choose
water over wine?
Oh hold the wheel and drive...
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
with open arms
and open eyes
yeah..
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there...
* Most of the lyric sites I've found transcribe this as "hive". They're likely right, but this means more to me and is how I've always sung it. Like I say,
TGIF Michael!
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TG indeed BG!
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