Songs and their lyrics

The man who I am almost postive sold his soul at the crossroads to make the music he did

Lately I have been relistening to music I haven't listened to in a fair while, and when I did it was very focused. Some songs may not have meant much to me back then but now those songs that didn't mean anything may mean something now.

It's amazing. Quite like poetry, someone else has written their thoughts and feelings and when you go and read it you will have the antidote ready for when you experience the same variety of emotions that the original writer will have experienced. My case in point being one of my favourite musicians ever, Jeff Buckley.

His father Tim Buckley is also a very popular musician and has written a lot of good stuff too. Jeff Buckley however, has more songs that directly relate to situations in my life more than any other artist or musician I know ever has, including myself. It's almost as if I have gone through exactly what he has gone through in his life, and that scares me. I even started writing something along the lines of a goodbye song to him the other day thanking him for what he's done for me and how he has affected me in a positive way. He isn't alive anymore, and when I remember that it just about breaks my heart because that means I won't ever be able to see him perform his music live. To think of how he puts me elsewhere that isn't of this world when I listen to him on CD, I wonder how I would react if I had gotten to see him in person. I can only imagine a euphoria I wouldn't experience anywhere else.

He died young, week after my birthday in fact on May 29th. He drowned in Wolf River Harbour, a slackwater channel of the Missisipi River, what was actually called an "accidental drowning". He hadn't taken drugs or any illegal influential substances like that, he simply just drowned. It wasn't suicide or anything in which big rockstars generally become deceased from, it was a simple accident. This reminds me of how human people are, because that could happen to anyone.

And just when I thought he wasn't amazing enough, I listened to a live recording of my favourite song of his "Lover, you should've come over" and he royally destroys his own CD version with his amazing voice. He hits a note I myself can't hit, whereas the CD version I can hit. When I first heard it I put it on repeat for several hours it made me that crazy.




There it is there, when it gets towards the 6 minute mark is when he builds up in the last verse and he hits that incredibly high note at the 7 minute mark exactly, much higher than he does on the album and it astounds me everytime I listen to it. It's not even just the notes and the music, it's the lyrics that get to me a lot.

Here they are for this song.

Looking out the door
I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations
As their shoes fill up with water

Maybe I'm too young
To keep good love from going wrong
But tonight, you're on my mind so
You never know

Broken down and hungry for your love
With no way to feed it
Where are you tonight?
Child, you know how much I need it.
Too young to hold on
And too old to just break free and run

Sometimes a man gets carried away,
When he feels like he should be having his fun
Much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that, really,
He has no-one...

So I'll wait for you... And I'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return?
Oh, will I ever learn?
Oh, Lover, you should've come over
Cause it's not too late.

Lonely is the room the bed is made
The open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one
Who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep
That won't ever come
It's never over,
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over,
all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her...
It's never over,
All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter...
It's never over,
She's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever...

But maybe I'm just too young to keep good love
From going wrong
Oh... lover you should've come over...

Yes, and I feel too young to hold on
I'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind
To see the damage I've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love, well I'll wait for you
Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late.


And for some silly reason all of that makes complete sense to me. I don't even know if I am old enough to understand it completely, but even so it breaks my mind up so much that it brings me to tears and I don't cry very often or easily, I generally fight that back. Something about this man makes me feel safe and that's an amazing feeling.

Rest in peace good sir, I will try and write all the music you would have written yourself if you were still with us. It kills me to know that I won't ever see him perform live but I am blessed to know that he once lived.