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[falcongrrl]

Today we all went to a birthday pool party. It was for kids, but I knew a lot of adults that were there, and got to socialize quite a bit. I feel very low on energy - my throat's been hurting for a couple of days - and I had to kind of force myself to go, but it worked out okay.

Then tonight I had choir practice. Not great on a scratchy throat without a lot of energy. I tried to push myself, but I wasn't really in voice and in the end I thought I was doing good just to get through the songs.

That said, on the way home, I was playing the Indigo Girls and ended up blasting the live version of "World Falls," singing each part over and over and not worrying so much about how it sounded. It was cathartic, and while I'm still low-energy, I feel better about the world and my place in it.

Lyrics behind the cut, if you're curious.

World Falls

I'm coming home with a stone strapped onto my back.
I'm coming home with a burning hope turning all my blues to black.
I'm looking for a sacred hand to carve into my stone.
A ghost of comfort, angels' breath, to keep this life inside my chest.

This world falls on me with hopes of immortality.
Everywhere I turn all the beauty just keeps shaking me.

I woke up in the middle of a dream, scared the world was too much for me.
Sejarez said, "don't let go, just plant the seeds and watch them grow."
I've slept in rainy canyons, cold drenched to my skin.
I always wake to find a face to calm these troubled lands.

This world falls on me with dreams of immortality.
Everywhere I turn all the beauty just keeps shaking me.

I'm running to the ends of the earth.
I'm swimming to the edge of the sea.
I'm laughing; I'm under a starry sky
This world was meant for me.
Don't bury me. (Carry me.)

I wish I was a nomad, an Indian, or a saint.
The edge of death would disappear, leave me nothing left to taint.
I wish I was a nomad, an Indian, or a saint.
Give me walking shoes, feathered arms, and a key to heaven's gate.

This world falls on me with dreams of immortality.
Everywhere I turn all the beauty just keeps shaking me.

Comments

[shaterri.livejournal.com]

You know, I've listened to this song a bunch, but I don't know that I've ever looked that closely at the lyrics before. "All the beauty just keeps shaking me..." MMmmmm. Thank you so much for sharing this.

[ladyperegrine.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. :-)

Is that beauty shaking me? No, wait...it's a fox...

[foxmagic.livejournal.com]

There are so so many ways to interpret that!

[ladyperegrine.livejournal.com]

Aesop? *looks innocent*

[iswari.livejournal.com]

I totally associate this with my junior year abroad in Jerusalem and traveling. That made me smile.

[ladyperegrine.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that "I always wake to find a face to calm these troubled lands," would seem especially poignant there.