I cannot listen to music with lyrics while I write. However, I do listen to music for inspiration to write. While I'm preparing to write, I listen closely to lyrics, putting the words together in my head, thinking of their depth and width, imagining what it is the songwriter is trying to say.
One of the things I love about songwriters is that they aren't afraid to be abstract, something I feel most writers lack–including myself. Songwriters assume the reader/listener is intelligent, able to decipher the meaning of what is being said, or at least conjure up a different, equally profound meaning. Most writers spell things out, assuming the reader needs to be handheld through the process.
Over the next few weeks, I'm going through every one of my albums and selecting the line of lyrics that most inspires me. Some of them will be strange, others absolutely corny, but for some reason or another, they resonated with me. I'm starting from the top of my albums.
"Oh, can you save us now? What will we become when the water hits our lungs?
Abel, Titanic
"I've been sailing for so long, I don't recall what I set out for."
Alive in Wild Paint, Everywhere, An Ocean
"If London's calling don't you dare pick up the phone. Only you entwined could make this orphan feel at home."
Anberlin, Dance Dance Christa Paffgen
"Brother, have you found the great peace that we all seek? You say, take a look around, if there is a God he must be asleep."
As Cities Burn, Contact
"Come Lord like you promised, just like You said You would. Do not delay!"
Ascend the Hill, Come like You Promised
"All those arrows you threw, you threw them away."
Barcelona, Please Don't Go
"You win some, you lose some, and you have got to be strong. You win some, you lose some, and you have got to move on."
Bleach, Plan to Pull Through
"Who has held the water in his hands? Or weighed in scales in grain of sand? Who has set the sun into its place? Or flung the stars wide into space? We see its only You."
Bluetree, Who has Held?
"Laid awake countless nights thinking what you might be like. Out of an ocean of faces, have I met your eyes?"
Brightwood, Conversations with Stars
"Oh, I am a dreamer, but I'll deny it till the day I die."
Brooke Waggoner, Heal for the Honey
"Come again? I couldn't hear those last words. They sounded thin, like you were speaking backwards."
Brothers at Sea, For Being Brace
"California sounds nice, but California's a lie."
The Classic Crime, Seattle
"Can we go back to the way it once was? I'd reclaim all those pieces from the door I held before. Before I met you."
Consider the Thief, Go Back
"No, I won't mind if you monopolize all of my time."
Copeland, California
"The shoreline calls the sea for simple words and company. But words go on and on, till they collide and all is gone."
Deas Vail, Shoreline
"And then the nurse comes round and everyone will lift their heads. But I'm thinking of what Sarah said, that 'Love is watching someone die.'"
Death Cab for Cutie, What Sarah Said