I got Nathan to play along on this one so it’s officially a Cabin of Love song! And just indulged in old romantic movie scenes for the video. Sabrina, The Philadelphia Story, and Roman Holiday are the movies these snippets came from.
Let’s pretend that we’re all alone And there’s nothing to see on our shiny phones And the children have all gone to bed And there’s visions of each other dancing in our heads
And we know just what to do And we feel a love so true And the stars are shining bright On this perfect pretend night Buh duh duh dum bah bah bah dum
You go first and I’ll follow you To the ends of the earth in these dancing shoes That we’re making believe are on our feet While we’re moving to a rhythm oh so slow and sweet
And we know just what to do . . .
Who cares the weather or how we feel This is our secret world and we make it real So let there be light in each other’s eyes And magical nights under black velvet skies
You wouldn’t know it from these song lyrics, but I have been in a good mood on this beautiful day all day today. Maybe that’s the best way to write sad songs. Not that this is necessarily a sad song. I’m not really sure. I sat at the piano and came up with this chord progression and rhythm and really liked it because I was hoping to write an upbeat song and this felt like the right musical direction for that.
Ah but then the lyrics, which tumbled out while I mostly watched (or that’s what it felt like). They were even darker at first and I honestly wrestled with whether I should allow such a song to exist. Initially, the last little chorus went like this – “I’m dying, dying, living alone / Goodbye, I’m leaving, there’s nobody home.” (I know!!)
I’m truly mystified when a song like this writes itself so effortlessly. I wonder, is my subconscious trying to tell me something? Is this song speaking someone else’s pain and it’s important for me to give voice to that? Because I truly was not feeling this way today, nor have I been in quite a while.
In my writing process I often record a voice memo of each iteration of the song, then play it back to myself so I can experience it as a listener. It was in the playback that I felt confident that my first version of that last chorus was just too maudlin/sentimental/melodramatic.
And so we ended up here, and I still don’t feel like I know much about this song’s meaning, cerebrally. I certainly can feel that it gives out vibes of loneliness and vulnerability and maybe even hope and tenderness. Might come back to this one in the future after it’s had some time to settle. I always enjoy hearing how a song hits someone else, so feel free to tell me in the comments.
I tried to call you but nobody answered and that’s how it’s been for a while So I went out walking and looking for somebody else who could lend me a smile
But no one, no one, no one was there There was no one, no one, no one around
I wanted to tell you that I’m fairly certain that everything’s falling apart The walls are all cracked and there’s holes in the curtains so they just can’t keep out the dark
And no one, no one, no one is here Here is no one, not a soul to be found
No one just wants to be alone And live their life in nobody’s home
Funny, I didn’t post my song for week 37 of #songaweek2021 on my blog, but that one is called “No One. But You” because the prompt for that week was “no one but you” and I thought I’d be clever with it. Now I have another “No One” song that I like better but of course it’s not so light and bouncy. Here’s “No One. But You,” just for the record (at least until I have to remove it to make space for newer songs on my free Soundcloud account ;):
When the dust settles, when the smoke clears When you and I are all gone from here Will there be songs left for someone to sing When you and I are all gone from here? When you and I are all gone from here?
Do not rush Hush, hush You are free deep down free Wind is breathing in your soul
Here is joy steel-toed joy Patience too embracing you Music courses through your veins
My eldest child turned 18 this past week, so naturally my song for the week needed to be for her. Her dad Nathan and I took a walk together that we used for a cowriting session, which we extended when we returned home, and within a couple hours we had this very country song. Fun to have Nathan on the lead vocals this time. He wanted a song that expressed both loss and gain, grief and pride. I think we got it!
For better and worse she’s always been my girl Ever since we met she’s been my world But things have been changing for a long long time Now I look back and I can see the signs Something’s going on that I can’t ignore She ain’t gonna be my baby anymore
She’s tall and proud and lovely as can be She’s all dressed up but I know it’s not for me There’s a spring in her step and a charge in the air She flashes a smile and tosses her hair She grabs the keys and walks out the door She ain’t gonna be my baby anymore
There goes my baby There goes my girl There she goes shaking My whole wide world I just want to hold her but I know she can’t stay She’s gonna leave and I won’t stand in her way Where she’s headed I don’t know for sure But she ain’t gonna be my baby anymore
I’m looking at her but she’s looking beyond me Out where the big blue sky meets the sea She’s got stars in her eyes, I’ve got a lump in my throat She’s ready for the tide to carry her boat And I’m crying a river back here on the shore She ain’t gonna be my baby anymore
There goes my baby . . .
She’s shaking me awake from my sweet dreams The sun is rising and she wants me to see I never loved her more than I do tonight I’m keeping it together with all my might And I’m picking my heart up off the floor She ain’t gonna be my baby anymore
Sometimes I write a song just to help me process an idea or event. That’s the case with this one.
My daughter and I visited Reconciliation Park in Mankato, Minnesota, this past week, and these words “forgive everyone everything” were inscribed there. I felt them to be difficult and freeing, beautiful and irritating, controversial and common-sensical. In Mankato, in 1862, 38 Dakota men were publicly hanged by the United States government in the wake of the US-Dakota Conflict. This memorial and these words were placed here by native and white community members together, and you can read more about it here.
The last photo in the video is the tea tag I just happened to have with me as I was writing this song on Thursday.
Hate is a hard road Rutted and narrow Twisting and dragging on and on Love is a river and when you flow with her you find yourself right where you belong
Forgive everyone everything
You didn’t start this You cannot end it But you can hold on to what is good And wave it like wheat fields And feel it like fireflies Glowing like starlight in the woods
Forgive everyone everything
Breathe it in deeply Breathe it out freely Sing it like sunshine after rain