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“If morning will rise, then I will get there.”
Five months ago, I was finding it hard to claw my way out of a dark place, and I wrote a song around that line. In light of many recent events, I’ve come back to it, because I’ve seen that pull between uncertainty and resolve move beyond just me.
As an artist and a person, I can’t tell anyone how they feel or should feel. All I can do is share with you how I feel, in the most expressive way I have, and hope I reach through the dark to you. I hope you feel a little closer to the light.
Listen, share, enjoy.
xx P
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Audio work/videography: Justin Oppus
Recording/space: Shifted Recording NYC
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LYRICS:
i’ve been writing letters
to myself, to my friends
they haven’t quite come out right
too much broken, too much to mend
i’m walking too heavy
disillusionment thick in my veins
i’m heartsick and i’m tired
or isn’t that the same
aren’t they the same?
mother, mother, i swear
i looked for the light, and i saw nothing there
but mother, mother, i swear
if morning will rise, then i will get there
but now where do you shelter?
where do you go from here
when the mirror shows three faces:
anger and anguish and fear?
i thought i knew what hope looked like
i thought i knew how to breathe
but it’s all gone too far
and my head’s begging my heart
to stop giving it bad dreams
father, father, i swear
i looked to the sky and saw a storm brewing there
but father, father, i swear
if morning will rise, then i will get there
mother, mother, i swear
i thought i was brave, and that this world was fair
but father, father, i swear
i’ve seen the bottom of the deepest well
and even down in the dark, if there is nothing else
i know morning is waiting to rise, and so am i
and i will get there