So much
of this reminds me of Joshua. The raw voice. The look. The ambivalence of the
words. I have loved this song for several years, but now the lyrics resonate.
I was a
sailboat, I was a sailor
I was a
son of a gun of a gun
I made it
happen, down in the schoolyard
I was a
firecracker explodin'
Hallelujah,
the sparks flew up to heaven
They saw
my smile, I was laughing so hard
Hallelujah,
the sparks flew up to heaven
And I
left the sober people with their cold hearts
Sometimes
there is someone
Someone
who knows you
But when
you are sad there is no one
But I'm a
red bicycle
Rolling
and rolling
I'm a
quick silver, I'm a deal maker
Don't you
cross me once
Hallelujah,
the sparks flew up to heaven
They saw
my smile, I was laughing so hard
Hallelujah,
the sparks flew up to heaven
And I
left the sober people with their cold hearts
And
nothing can hold me
To this
earth that don't roll me
And I
don't know if I'm dirty or clean
But I was
a sailboat
I was a
sailor and I was a firecracker exploding'
And oh
why do you cry, sister (momma) cry?
I been talkin' with angels and its gonna be fine
‘Cause
hallelujah the sparks flew up to heaven
And I left
the sober people with their cold hearts
Keep writing, Sister. As hard as it gets, give voice to your truth.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing this song.