Song Lyric Sunday: Plan

ARE YOU READY TO ROCK AND ROLL???? Sorry that was a bit dramatic wasn’t it but it’s Song Lyric Sunday which is one of my favourite times of the week :O) Helen over at This thing called life one word at a time came up with the brilliant idea of giving us a single word prompt each week from which we have to come up with a song to play for you all. It really is great fun for music lovers and bloggers wanting to connect with others out in the bloggersphere so why not play along this week?

Here are the rules and the prompt for this week is plan:

• Post the lyrics to the song of your choice, whether it fits the theme or not
• Please try to include the songwriter(s) – it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due and it’s honestly just a simple Google search
• Make sure you also credit the singer/band and provide a link to where you found the lyrics
• Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song
• Ping back to this post or my own Song Lyric Sunday post
• Read at least one other person’s blog so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process

This one was tricky and the song I’ve picked doesn’t have the word ‘plan’ in the lyrics anywhere but it represents my ‘plan’ for life, slightly obscure though it is. Here it is and I’ll explain a bit more after you’ve heard it:

 

And after the storm,
I run and run as the rains come
And I look up, I look up,
On my knees and out of luck,
I look up.

Night has always pushed up day
You must know life to see decay
But I won’t rot, I won’t rot
Not this mind and not this heart,
I won’t rot.

And I took you by the hand
And we stood tall,
And remembered our own land,
What we lived for.

And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.

And now I cling to what I knew
I saw exactly what was true
But oh no more.
That’s why I hold,
That’s why I hold with all I have.
That’s why I hold.

And I won’t die alone and be left there.
Well I guess I’ll just go home,
Oh god knows where.
Because death is just so full and man so small.
Well I’m scared of what’s behind and what’s before.

And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.

And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.

Songwriters: Marcus Oliver Johnstone Mumford / Edward James Milton Dwane / Benjamin Walter David Lovett / Winston Aubrey Aladar Marshall

I came across this song when I first moved to France; I used to lay out on the terrace in the evening, with a glass of wine, and listen to music for hours; sometimes familiar tunes and sometimes I looked for something new. I’d been introduced to Mumford and Sons by a friend and had loved the songs I’d already heard so I downloaded one of their albums and listened to this: After the Storm….

I cried. Then I listened again. I cried some more but then I felt a spark of anger and then another of hope. Maybe ‘anger’ isn’t the right word, perhaps ‘defiance’ better sums up my feelings; emotionally I had been beaten down to my knees by the death of my husband but, at that moment, I did look up and shook my fist at whatever had been cruel enough to separate us. The lyrics disturbed something in me; I didn’t want to live the rest of my life shut off from the world, slowly decaying, falling apart so I said, out loud:

But I won’t rot, I won’t rot
Not this mind and not this heart,
I won’t rot.

I knew the feeling of trying desperately to hold on to my old life and feeling it slip through my fingers, I knew what it was like to be scared of the past and of the future and I was, and still am, terrified of dying alone. This song threw all of this at me and made me face many emotions that I had be suppressing for a long time but it also offered the lifeline of hope and made me think that, one day, I would be able to feel again. Feel the love that I had for my husband without the pain that now came with it:

And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.

I had a feeling it would be a long road; two years on I am still on it but I’ve learned to think:

Get over your hill and see what you find there,

and one day I hope to reach a place that will offer:

………..grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.

What this song gave me, after two years in free fall, was the first inkling of a plan…………

Have a wonderful Sunday everyone

Lisa

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