my social psychology tutor has this habit of playing music before she starts the lesson, because it's an 8am tutorial that half the class is late for every week. usually i reach really early, so i always get to hear the songs that she plays at the start. but because it's also my busiest day of the week when most of my assignments are due, i normally rush to get some work done so it becomes just background music to me. some time ago -- i think the tutorial two or three weeks ago -- she played this song.
three seconds into the opening piano segment i stopped what i was doing and sat and listened to the song, completely absorbed.
sometimes i find music truly, truly amazing. although i guess some people might disagree, i like that you don't have to be technically versed in music to recognize a beautiful song when you hear one. i don't know if it was just me who felt the song this way; most of the other people in the classroom seemed oblivious. if you listen to the song i hope you find it as beautiful as i did.
lyrics if you couldn't make out the words -- i know i couldn't until i specifically listened for the lyrics because i was too preoccupied with listening to the piano and the way his voice turns (there must be some technical term for this but i don't know how else to describe it).
out in the garden where we planted the seeds
there is a tree as old as me
branches are sewn by the colour of grief
ground had arose and passed its knees
by the cracks of its skin i climbed to the top
i climbed the tree to see the world
when the gusts came around to blow me down
i held on as tightly as you held onto me
i held on as tightly as you held onto me
and i built a home
for you
for me
until it disappeared
from me
from you
and now it's time
to leave
and turn to dust
music: to build a home; the cinematic orchestra