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Continuing the singer songwriter theme (or maybe a new folk trend) is this tune.

This song reminds me of a paper I wrote in one of my college English courses. In the paper, I penned how my circle of friends included a special friend that drastically impacted my life and who I would become. I spent countless hours with this friend and took her presence for granted because she was always there. That friend was the corn fields and woods behind my house. That friend was Nature.

This song reminds be of that story because it treats an inanimate object, the heart, as a friend. Much like my friend still beckons me to find her and remember simpler times when there was no stress (at least not that I remember thirty five years on), this song uses the heart as a friend that has been, and will always be, there with the writer.

For me, writing lyrics is hard. Stringing together chords and melodies is fairly easy but penning true meaningful lyrics is difficult. I love listening to artists show their vulnerability and true being through lyrics. I am truly envious of their mastery of words and jealous that I don’t have the ability (and partially don’t feel like I can be as honest about my true inner being at this stage of my life) to write like they do.

So (and sorry for rambling), here’s this installment of the solemn, pensive singer/songwriter series …

Hello, my old heart
How have you been?
Are you still there inside my chest?
I’ve been so worried
You’ve been so still
Barely beating at all

Oh, don’t leave me here alone
Don’t tell me that we’ve grown for having loved a little while
Oh, I don’t want to be alone
I want to find a home and I want to share it with you

Hello, my old heart
It’s been so long
Since I’ve given you away
And every day I add another stone
To the walls I built around you
To keep you safe

Hello, my old heart
How have you been?
How is it, being locked away?
Don’t you worry
In there, you’re safe
And it’s true you’ll never beat, but you’ll never break

Because nothing lasts forever
Some things aren’t meant to be
But you’ll never find the answers
Until you set your old heart free

Hello My Old Heart – The Oh Hellos

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