More songs as poems... Circumstances change the way you see any creativity. I loved this song before I had to live with loss. Over the past few years I've learned to carry on through the grieving. Simply putting one foot in front of the other. Existing only. Loss shows you the secrets people die with, either through their own design, or because they are no longer there to tell you what they feel. It is a very hard lesson to learn, and to live with. Songs help me; always. In the darkest winter of bereavement and lockdown, this song rang so incredibly true.
Smoke Fairies - Storm Song - YouTube
The storm came and tore leaves down
And the branches ached out loud
Like they were screaming
All night the wind took hold
And shook this hollow house
And woke the demons
And I knew I wasn't right in the head
The letter hadn't come
The one you sent before you had to leave me
And I'm never going to know what it said
Some things are secrets people die with
Some things are secrets people die with
At first light a lonesome bird
Sang a song of brooding pain
To fain believing
And I thought about the way
We learn to carry on through the grieving
And the leaves still cling to the evergreens
Some things...
