Music fills me up inside to overflowing. I love the sounds. I love the words.
If I like the music enough, sometimes the lyrics don’t have to matter but I do appreciate when they make me think. Lyrics can give us a voice when we might not have our own and connect us to something bigger than ourselves.
Music has always been an important part of my life. I used to sit in my room for hours, listening to albums over and over again. I would read the lyrics inside the album covers or on the record sleeves. (I have to give a shout out to the album art. I spent as much time copying it into my sketch pad as I did listening to the songs.)
My friends and I would write down our favorite lyrics on notebook paper and at school the next day, during class, we would pass our folded notes to one another. More connections.
My husband and I share it too. We gift each other songs, go to concerts and like playing one another songs we have heard on the radio. He told me about one he heard the other day called Dear God by Monsters of Folk. We had a great discussion about the lyrics and what they meant to us.
I was thinking about this after Friday night services. That the prayers we recite and the prayer books we use also give us a powerful, connected voice. Music, lyrics, songs, prayers – they are all a part of the same family. At TBA, we are connected together too and I look forward to hearing our voices sing and pray in our new sanctuary.