With a head held high and a sharp tongue I could fool almost anyone

Artist- First Aid Kit
Song of the day- Master Pretender

I've always been quite a fan of these Swedish sisters' and full of jealousy and anger that my sister and I did not spend our entire childhood learning earthy harps and Gram Parson covers so we could wear folksy sheek attire and harmonize like a couple of angels. Alas that ship has sailed, but First Aid Kit seemed to have surpassed not just sounding like the folk music they love, but truly coming into a music melody all their own on this third album. Though I will probably gab more about this eclectic sound in the near future, I enjoyed today's stripped down song version off the "stay gold" album. It not only has that self deprecating storytelling I can't get enough of, it's also reflective of where one has been, how they have changed and how they haven't really changed at all. The constant oxymoron that is growing and staying who you are is often confusing, but much more bearable under soft lamp lit lights and a bit of sisterly wisdom.



Never thought that I was weak
Always thought I could get hurt pretty bad
Still get up on my own two feet

I always believed that I was free
That I had some sense of integrity
That would rise above whatever tried to change me

But honey, now I won't wait
For something to bring me round and smile
'Cause that only sticks for a while
Then I'm back again

Oh, I'm a master pretender

I always knew that I was young
But with a head held high and a sharp tongue
I could fool almost anyone

I never expected to be struck
By the fatal hands of fortune or by sheer bad luck

Now we won't change
And memories just rearrange
And fall into place
So I'm back again

Oh, I'm a master pretender

All the streets of New York City
Sure look pretty from way up here
And I was headed home, just felt more alone
The further I'd go

I always thought that you'd be here
But shit gets fucked up and people just disappear

So honey, now, don't be mad
Time has told me it can't be that bad
And if it is, well, I'll be goddamn
But I'll stick around

I'll be your master defender
Yeah, I'll stick around
I'll be your master defender

I could be more to you But there are things that line my path That I just had to do

Artist- First Aid Kit
Song of the day- Ghost town

I've spent the night collecting songs for me to learn to help pass time and keep sanity for an upcoming trip while I listened to this album and mostly this song on repeat. I love this version of the song in the back of a car and how much I would love for my 7hour bus ride in the back roads of Honduras to sound like this, and knowing how much it won't...or if I'll even be able to pick up a musical instrument highly medicated on airplane pills. But if my life was an indie film I think this song would play as the credits rolled, or at the very least during a poignant montage where I "learn something." This song is my favorite kind of song and sound and one I will probably spend most of my life trying to replicate in my own writing. Till then maybe I'll just listen to this for 7hours instead.




All of these ghost towns I keep travelling through
All of these traffic signs and lonesome bars blind the view
I swear I can be better
I could be more to you
But there are things that line my path
That I just had to do

If you've got visions of the past
Let them follow you down
They'll come back to you some day
And I found myself attached to this railroad track
But I'll come back to you some day
To you
To you
To you
Some day

And I remember how you told me all you wanted to do
That dream of Paris in the morning or a New York window view
I can see it now you're married and your wife is with a child
And you're all laughing in the garden and I'm lost somewhere in your mind

If you've got visions of the past
Let them follow you down
They'll come back to you some day
And I found myself attached to this railroad track
But I'll come back to you some day
To you
To you
To you
Some day

Maybe I should just turn around
Walk away
For no matter how much I really do want to stay
You know I can when it's too late

Oh I've found myself attached to this railroad track
I'll come back to you some day
To you
To you
To you
Some day

Love is tough, time is rough on me

Artist- First Aid Kit
Song of the day- Hard believer

So today I had to speak in class about my worldview. 15 years of private school, 5 months in missions, and 6 years of writing luckily prepared me for the only thing I've known what I'm talking about since nursing school started. Knowing exactly what I think is true about life and how I see it always felt like the most important thing I could do. How did I know my christianity didn't come from my southern culture or my parents? How was I supposed to figure out if working towards my own dreams and comfort or feeling out of my comfort zone at all times but getting to help other people was more important to me? To try and take the world on on my own or have faith in something that people might think I'm insane for believing exists? To me I couldn't move forward in life till I figured this out...not that I'm at all close to completely understanding anything or having doubts 80% of the time, I'm human.

Maybe it's because I've had to live my life in constant defense of my beliefs, of being different, or of not being compared to jerks who share my religious title but hurt so many people around me. But I was surprised or maybe surprised that I was surprised that some people who might not have religion to explain themselves couldn't find words for their worldviews. They walk through life, they make choices often the same ones I make but maybe don't have my fancy theological words to express themselves. Maybe that's why theory is important? I don't know. But what was even more interesting or frustrating is how ridiculed they felt for not knowing. And how desperate I was to want to help them explain it. But I couldn't. I realized that when god's not the answer I don't know what the answer is. That's my own comfort I guess, but it also spurred a curiosity to know people more, deeper, who don't have my answers, to get them to want to know themselves deeper. Cuz what I see in these people is so much beauty and power and love but none of that matters when someone can break that confidence by questioning these wondrous things in yourself that you don't have words for yet. I woke up with this song in my head and though I don’t necessarily agree with what it says and is a bit offensive to my own beliefs at times, it’s honest and pure and I totally get where it’s coming from. Whatever you believe or don't believe or don't know what you believe yet take comfort in knowing we’re all just trying to figure it out. It’s one life and it’s this life and it’s beautiful.



So you ask for my opinion
Well what is there to say
To be honest and just foolish
Won't make you wanna stay
You've got to go on and get moving
I can't do that for you
Got so many plans and so much you want to do

Love is tough, time is rough
Love is tough, time is rough
Whoaaaa on me

Well I see you've got your bible
Your delusion imagery
Well I don't need your eternity
Or your meaning to feel free
I just live because I love to
And that's enough you see
So don't come preach about morality
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That's just human sense to me

Love is tough, time is rough
Love is tough, time is rough
Whoaaaa on me
On me-eeee .. on me-eee ...

And it's one life and it's this life
And it's beautiful
(repeat)
And it's beau .. beau .. beau ... beautiful

Love is tough, time is rough
Whoaaaa on me

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