Sunday Songs #2

Sundays make me sad.  I love going to church, and that's always good.  But it's bittersweet.  Why?  Because I loved going to church together, too.  So much of my good memories of friendship and beyond are from early Sunday mornings, riding in the car all the way to Highland and celebrating being on time (occasionally), the hug-and-pray, and Wednesday evenings decompressing from the stress of the week at Praise & Communion.  I miss Highland still, and I really miss church together, no matter where.  That's why Sundays make me sad.

Today's song is "And the World Turned" by Gabe Dixon Band.  I really like Gabe Dixon in general, and I loved this song the first time I heard it, I think over a year ago.  The lyrics are poignant, the melody is lovely, and the piano bridge mimicing the water but not in a cheesy way is perfect.  But now this song is more than just beautiful, it's hard to listen to but helpful at the same time, in that way that music does so well.  And I am only going to say this once, but let this serve as my saying that, given the opportunity, I would like to try again.

But that feeling that you just want to stop (don't worry, I'm not thinking about diving into deep water anywhere, but some days I just want to stay in bed for a while) but the world just keeps going on and demanding that you fulfill obligations and take up responsibilities and work hard and get from one day to the next and keep waking up in the morning and facing the next 16 hours forever - that feeling is strange and frustrating and helpful and all kinds of things.  And then you just have to cry yourself to sleep and go on with the world as it turns.

I didn't read over any of that to make sure it makes sense.  Too bad.

Here's the song:

(the video is kinda cheesy. not my fault. not an official video.)

Girl stood on the rocks with the water at her feet
The sun on her skin and a tear on her cheek.
With her hand on her chest and the wind in her hair
Underneath her breath like a beggar's prayer, she said:

"I miss you, come back to me.
I wish you'd come back to me."

But nobody heard
And the world turned and the world turned and the world turned

And that's when the girl reached in her pocket,
Pulled out a silver heart-shaped locket.
Opened it up and looked for a while at a faded boy
with a lazy smile.

"Oh how I miss you, come back to me.
I wish you'd come back to me."

But nobody heard
And the world turned and the world turned and the world turned

And she walked to the deepest part of the river,
And she thought about diving in.
She imagined how the current would overtake her,
How easy it would be to disappear.

But instead she tossed the locket
In the cool, blue water.

That night in her bed, she let herself weep,
She let herself cry herself to sleep.
And there in a dream, somewhere in the night
Saw the boy and the locket by the riverside, saying

"I miss you, come back to me.
I wish you'd come back to me."

But nobody heard
And the world turned and the world turned and the world turned.






Now I feel just a little bit pitiful.  Oh well.


On a brighter note, Gabe Dixon lives in Nashville and performs here regularly.  It's my goal to see him perform one of these days before I leave in 6 months.  The Nashville Bucket List is starting, and getting longer all the time.  Nashville is an interesting place.