Song for Sunday #2: How to Shine
This is second edition of my Song for Sunday Challenge (to record an original song each Sunday for as long as I can). For good or bad, I think I was heavily influenced by Donovan when I was writing the lyrics. My goal was to try to come up with a fairly straight-forward, sincere folk song. Full lyrics below:
How to Shine
If you sing me to the wind,
paint me against the night sky,
and bear me like a grin,
then I, I'll spill you full of youth,
hold you like the memory
of some forgotten truth.
And we'll rise with the tide
that wells in your eyes
until we teach the darkness how to shine.
So please make my voice a prayer
that echos echo across the roof tops
and tears the thinnest air.
I, I'll trade stars your eyes for light
and keep you like the promise
of some everlasting night
when we'll rise with the tide
that wells in your eyes
until we teach the darkness how to shine.
I'll keep living for tomorrow
so you won't die for yesterday.
We can't beg, steal, or borrow
for what we've already paid.
But we, we'll hold till the last spark
dies among the embers
and leaves us cold and stark.
And we'll carve our lips into the sea
kiss our curses to the sunrise
and let every nothing be
until we rise with the tide
that wells in your eyes
and finally teach the darkness how to shine.
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