Tuesday, December 30, 2014

"EmmyLou" - First Aid Kit

Maybe my New Year's Resolution is to try blog more than once a year from now on? Then again maybe not,  maybe 2015 is just the year of doing whatever I want, whenever I want. Although that wouldn't really differ much from previous years.
Sorry Jack.. only room for one on this plank.


So.  Big news.  I'm getting married.

I'm very excited, slightly terrified and mostly in love.  It's kind of frightening to imagine choosing one person to stick with for the rest of your days,  all at the wee, mildly idiotic age of 28.  I love my future .. husband (panic),  but I've realized it's more of a best-friend, retainer-in, bra-off type of love.  Meaning, I can't imagine my life without him but I don't know if I'd take it as far as Rose and Jack did, Ala Titanic.

It seems to me that those capable of "true love" might be a dying breed?  Even nowadays looking at celebrity couples and music stars, there's no real iconic love.  Not like Johnny Cash and June, or Sonny and Cher.


First Aid Kit
The more we have now, it seems the less we are willing to give - especially of ourselves.  In a world slowly filling with materialism, and consumerism, and all other types of "ism's",  at the end of the day it's hard to keep sight of what actually matters. Our hearts are kept sacred under lock and key, like vintage china, for fear they might break.  And it's kind of sad. That years from now we might only read about "true love" in books like "Gone with the Wind" and hear about it in songs like, "EmmyLou."

First Aid Kit, according to my friends at Wikipedia, are a Swedish folk duo, who gained fame after covering the Fleet Foxes "Tiger Mountain Peasant Song." Although I'd like to pull a "Columbus", and pretend I discovered First Aid Kit, "EmmyLou" has already previously made the Rolling Stone "Top 50 of 2012" list.  




Oh the bitter winds are coming in
And I'm already missing the summer
Stockholm's cold but I've been toldI was born to endure this kind of weather
When it's you I find like a ghost in my mindI am defeated and I gladly wear the crown

I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your JuneIf you'll be my Gram and my Johnny tooNo, I'm not asking much of youJust sing little darling, sing with me


Now so much I know that things just don't growIf you don't blessed them with your patienceAnd I've been there before I held up the doorFor every stranger with a promiseBut I'm holding back, that's the strength that I lackEvery morning keeps returning at my windowAnd it brings me to you and I won't just pass throughBut I'm not asking for a storm


I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your JuneIf you'll be my Gram and my Johnny tooNo, I'm not asking much of youJust sing little darling, sing with me


And yes I might have lied to youYou wouldn't benefit from knowing of the truthI was frightened but I held fastI need you now at long last


I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your JuneIf you'll be my Gram and my Johnny tooNo, I'm not asking much of you


Just sing little darling, sing with meI'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your JuneIf you'll be my Gram and my Johnny tooNo, I'm not asking much of you


Just sing little darling, sing with meJust sing little darling, sing with me


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