So, I said the lyrics are the mind of the song; maybe because I see, think and feel in words. I can choose a word to pinpoint an exact feeling. String them together, I create an idea. I can twist them and turn them like a melody. I entertain myself. Words just play on in my head like a radio. So it’s my chosen medium. Like a painter with colors. Like guitarists with whatever they do with that thing.
Poetry is personal and quiet. I don’t feel that poems necessarily need to be shared to retain their potency. But a song comes alive when people hear it. And it’s a twofold challenge—the lyrics can be powerful but the singer can either bring the message across or let if fall flat. A good example is the song Run written by Gary Lightbody and then done (in) by his band Snow Patrol. The same song sung by Leona Lewis brings me to tears.
My taste in music wanders from my favorite genres when I only think in terms of lyrics. I tend to get all mushy here. Sorry, folks. I used to love trippy-drippy lyrics (like Close to the Edge by Yes which I can still recite today. All 25 minutes of it) but I’ve become more of a realist in my old age.
Here’s my Top-Ten List and the same guidelines apply here. They are in no particular order. There are plenty more but I still have 20,000 words to write this month.
a. Run—by Gary Lightbody (sung, please, by Leona Lewis)
b. Feel—Robbie Williams and Guy Chambers
c. Us—by Billy Pace sung by Celine Dion (I already said sorry)
d. Faceless Man—Creed, don’t know who wrote the lyrics
e. Alive—Pearl Jam
f. Southern Cross—Stephen Stills
g. Goodbye Philadelphia—Peter Cincotti
h. Cold—Annie Lenox
i. I am the Highway—Chris Cornell
j. Teardrop—Massive Attack
k. Lots and lots written by Bernie Taupin and performed by Elton John. There are too many favorites to whittle it down.