First of all, I recognize the melody, which is Celtic, so I loved it instantly. This transitions nicely into why I love his reason for writing it: "I went on a trip to Ireland this summer, and I wrote this song because I want to be Irish SO BAD."
Fitting, methinks, as today is the First of February and the Feast day of St. Brigid.
it won't always go how you want it to go
but the flower needs the rain
just as it needs the sun to grow
there will always be something
that's beyond your control
but you'll never live 'til you let it go
don't you give up on me now, we've got too far to go
and your life isn't over
until you say it's so
there will always be someone
who will love you, then lay you low
but you'll never live 'til you let it go
no, it won't always go how you want it to go
the rain will surely find you
and the sun will come and go
but it will not always be raining
seasons change, people grow
and you'll never live 'til you let it go
pain and heartache
all your doubts, all your worries
all your fear and apathy
your hate and jealousy
you've gotta lay them down
gotta bury them in the ground
'cause you'll never live 'til you let it go
you'll never live 'til you let it go
I would like the angels
of Heaven to be among us.
I would like an abundance of peace.
I would like full vessels of charity.
I would like rich treasures of mercy.
I would like cheerfulness to preside over all.
I would like Jesus to be present.
I would like the three Marys of illustrious renown to be
with us.
I would like the friends of Heaven to be gathered around us
from all parts.
I would like myself to be a rent payer to the Lord; that I
should suffer distress, that he would bestow a good blessing upon me.
I would like a great lake of beer for the King of Kings.
I would like to be watching Heaven’s family drinking it through all eternity.
I would like to be watching Heaven’s family drinking it through all eternity.
- Saint
Brigid of Ireland
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