If a song could paint a picture....what would it look like?
Some music, whether by tune or lyrics or both, evokes such imagery in my mind. I swear - if I was fed the right music, I could become a visionary religious zealot
I love this song...in part the lyrics and melody but also how the voices play into it...with Mary's lovely clear voice and (is it Peter or Paul?) who has that deep, sorrowful, bone-tired voice...
[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n_YDQ4Yyqx4]PETER, PAUL & MARY ~ Hurry Sundown ~ - YouTube[/ame]
This is the painting it makes for me...
My seed is sown now, my field is plowed;
My flesh is bone now, my back is bowed.
So hurry, sundown, be on your way,
And hurry me a sun-up from this beat-up sundown day.
Hurry down, sundown, be on your way;
Weave me tomorrow out of today.
Tomorrow's breeze now, blows clear and loud;
I'm off my knees now, I'm standing proud.
My sorrow's song, now, just must break through,
That brave new dawn, now, long overdue.
Hurry down, sundown, get thee be gone,
Get lost in the sunrise, of a new dawn.
Hurry down, sundown, take the old day,
Wrap it in new dreams, send it my way!
Send it my way!
Send it my way!