Song #36: Bliss (You Take Me There)

Love has the capability of taking us - or rather opening us - further than we could ever hope to go on our own.

PLAY:

Love has the capability of taking us - or rather opening us - further than we could ever hope to go on our own.

LYRICS:

There's a bliss that most will never know

There's a depth that most will never go

There's a place for which the angels groan

Now I know, I know

You take me there

There's a touch, makes me glad to be alive

There's a path into the heart of God

There's a taste thick like the richest spice

Now I know, I know

You take me there

Going deeper, pure surrender

Going deeper, pure surrender

You take me there

Song #6: The Attic

"Anything worthwhile takes effort."

One of the easiest traps to fall into in life is that slow disintegration into drifting. You know what I mean: it's that place of cruise-control, of reacting instead of acting, of going through the motions. Unless we consciously intend to live and love "on purpose", gravity tends to pulls us into that old sinkhole time and again.

Sometimes we're fortunate enough to get a wake-up call - whether that comes from some sort of internal a-ha moment or perhaps more commonly from an unexpected outside event. In "The Attic", the narrator has just such an experience after stumbling across a box of momentos that had been tucked away.

Musically, this song is a bit unorthodox and experimental. It doesn't follow a normal song format, nor does it really have a hook or even a real chorus. Maybe we could best describe it as "a short story set to music."

PLAY:

"Anything worthwhile takes effort." One of the easiest traps to fall into in life is that slow disintegration into drifting. You know what I mean: it's that place of cruise-control, of reacting instead of acting, of going through the motions.

LYRICS:

brown banged up boxes,

all taped and stacked up

pull one to the ground

and blow off the dust

let's see what I can find...

well, here's that old album

with pictures of us

and scraps of old letters

professing our love

the remnants of a life

I can see what we had

but look how I've been

I guess I just didn't feel prepared for this

It's all passing me by

it's said, life is what happens while we make our plans

remember when we said we'd always hold hands?

(but) the urgent trumped the day, and exhaustion, the night

my God, I have been entrusted with so very much

it's lovely and good but I didn't keep up

somewhere we got lost and failed to try

I can see what we had

but I know what I've been

I guess I just didn't feel prepared for this

somewhere I got lost and failed to try

----

well no more, no more

from here on I put my best foot forward

I don't want to take you for granted

well no more, no more

it's time that my own heart I restore

I don't want to take you for granted, again

tonight when I see you I'm gonna ask you to dance

and show you I still have the time for romance

I'm still amazed and you should know it

so I restack the box and climb back down the stairs

and find myself grateful for all that we've shared

you have my heart and it's past time I show it