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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