You, the magnificent oak with arms outstretched Embracing me Holding me with your power and strength Always protecting me from those who would harm Yet this encompassing love is marginalizing and isolating Keeping me from those I love You left your splinters where I cannot remove them They lie there under skin Clearly visible yet irritating and inflaming Your mark left on me for all to see Slowly poisoning my bloodstream Until I am jaded and listless Sapped of my strength Taking this splintered love to the death
For the second week in a row I have not only gone back to visit County Music, I have also chosen another song by Miranda Lambert. Jim Adams prompted us with Vagabond, Loner and Drifter for Song Lyric Sunday. I found it quite a challenge to find something and it will be interesting to see what everyone comes up with today.
By the way, Jim has a new badge for Song Lyric Sunday. Let’s use it.
Highway Vagabond is on The Weight of These Wings, the sixth studio album by American country music artist Miranda Lambert. It was released on November 18, 2016, via RCA Records Nashville. The album consists of two discs, with Disc 1 titled The Nerve, and Disc 2 titled The Heart. The album debuted at No. 1 on the Billboard Country Albums chart and No. 3 on the all-genre US Billboard 200 chart, and has been certified Platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA). In addition to winning Album of the Year at the 2017 ACM Awards, it is considered by several music publications as one of 2016’s best country albums.
Lyrics Highway Vagabond Miranda Lambert
I wanna go somewhere where nobody knows I wanna know somewhere where nobody goes
Following gold lines on the ground, northbound, southbound
There’s something ’bout the way I feel when the wheels go round and round and round
Highway vagabonds, living like hippies
Moving right along to the next big city
Okay, jump off the exit
Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas
Caravan like a wild west show
I don’t care, man, as long as we go
My way
Get off one and get on the other
Highway, vagabonds
Daddy was a drifter, mama died young
I still don’t know where I come from
On the map and off the grid
With all my friends
Roaming town and town like Willie did when he was a kid
On the road again
Highway vagabonds, living like hippies
Moving right along to the next big city
Okay, jump off the exit
Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas
Caravan like a wild west show
I don’t care, man, as long as we go
My way, singing for your supper
Get off one and get on the other
Highway, vagabonds
But if we ain’t broke down then we ain’t doing something right
But if we ain’t broke down then we ain’t slowing down tonight
Highway vagabonds, living like hippies
Moving right along to the next big city
Highway vagabonds, living like hippies
Moving right along to the next big city
Okay, jump off the exit
Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas
Caravan like a wild west show
I don’t care, man, as long as we go
My way, singing for your supper
Get off one and get on the other
Highway, vagabonds
Highway vagabonds
Highway vagabonds
Living like hippies (highway vagabonds)
Moving right along to the next big city
Living like hippies (highway vagabonds)
Moving right along to the next big city (highway vagabonds)
Living like highway vagabonds (highway vagabonds)
Exhausted from treading the uneven ground that is you I step back into black shadows Craving anonymity and peace Fatigued from sparring and exchanging elevated vocabulary Scratching and clawing at the remnants of our life An escape merely a detour Wishing for better fortune Avoiding more conflict Yet ultimately surrendering to the unseen enemy For love is a battlefield
In the stillness of the morning I see her again The woman in black Standing on the rocks in silence Staring at the sea motionless The breeze lifting her hair and leaving it to tousle about her shoulders Whenever I come at this time she is there Never acknowledging my presence Absorbed in her thoughts and quietness I smile nervously but she looks through me As if I were transparent I speak but she does not hear It was then I realized I was looking at myself The woman in black was me My head was always in the future instead of being in the present I was mourning the loss of something I would never have unless I started living
Victoria is today’s host of dVerse Poets. She has prompted us with Pop Art, asking us to choose an iconic piece and write a poem about it. I chose "Drowning Girl" by Roy Lichtenstein.
Considered a cornerstone of Lichtenstein’s work, Drowning Girl is sometimes also referred to as ‘I Don’t Care! I’d Rather Sink’. The printing method and the use of speech balloon to convey thoughts give the painting an appearance of a comic book page. The heroine appears a victim of an unhappy love affair who would rather drown than ask for her lover’s help.
In the stillness of the dawn There is a chance for a new beginning A time to cast away that which no longer works The mangled and exhausted dialogue Repeated endlessly and accepted as gospel A new language to be learned and a fresh way of communicating
My beloved I fear we are at an impasse My heart fights with my head and it will always win I languish in the love and you thrive in the war Zero to crazy in three seconds is no longer the norm It must end It did end and this is the new dawn
