Artist- Bryan Wood
Song of the day- Empty Homily
Now perhaps it is because he is a dear friend of mine, but I am pretty positive I would be blown away and in love with his music regardless if I knew Mr. Wood or not. Every song he writes seems to have the super power of expressing so much of what is going on inside a person that is often difficult to articulate, having that special ability to grab a raw emotion and make you not only look right at it, but even experiences it first hand for the minutes the song plays. Today's song has been playing in my head lately and I wasn't sure why till I listened to it more in depth. It's about all these things we try to fill the wholes in our hearts with, that ache inside that leaves you yearning more from life, from yourself that you never feel complete. We fill it with all kinds of things good and bad, people, jobs, exercise, food, alcohol, religion, entertainment, everything we can find to fill that void and they even work for a while but the emptiness in the end it's still there lurking even if we don't realize it, it comes back eventually. And I think this song was playing in my head cuz I realized the 'it' came back. And maybe it sounds like i have my own issues, and well I do, but I'm pretty sure songs like this feel universal for a reason. I personally think we were created with this whole for a reason, it's what some call the god-shaped whole, there's a reason nothing else fits it. And I forget that sometimes or at least am determined try more tangible, easier, more instantly gratifying ways to fit it, but I haven't found one yet. Perhaps you disagree but even so, if you are feeling a little empty and can't seem to find the right fit, this one's for you.
Delila, beautiful like the devil seducing me
Or this idol that I"m bowing to
Oh how subtly you ruin me
oh I'm a sucker for your lie
oh You leave me empty every time
Darling, beautiful clinging tightly to your rosary
like my idol or your memory
I let religion get the best of me
oh I'm a sucker for your lie
Oh You leave me empty every time
You were my golden statue
You were my bright red sun
Blinded from all that was true
You were my only one
Oh I'm a sucker for your lie
Oh you leave me empty every time
Oh I'm a sucker for your lie
Oh you leave me empty every time
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