What - you actually thought I was going to introduce myself to you with a swear word?!? Nah, I'm thinking about another kind of four letter word, spelled L.O.V.E. to be exact.
Now I'm about the worst person to ask to write a love song. First off, helpless romantic that I am, the lyric would sure to be brimming over with lace-strewn, fru-fru cliches that incite a gag reflex among even the most sensible listeners. I'd be swooning, the crowd would be booing LOL.
But there's a bigger problem. Namely, it's not like I've exactly perfec
ted the art form of love in real life. My heart better resembles the scraped-up, bandaged knee of a seven year old that's been climbing trees than the Give-All-and-Never-Give-Up kind of love for which our hearts were originally created.Too often my heart wants its own way. It doesn't hope enough, or hopes in the wrong direction. My own stubbornness, my own brokenness, get in the way of the very love I most want to give, and the love I most need to receive.
So this isn't actually a love song. (Um, well, maybe just a little...)
That our hearts would know and be healed by True Gravity,
~Lisa
GRAVITY
Written and performed by Lisa Venkatrathnam
Produced by Keith Stacey Rowe
(c) 2008, All rights reserved.
The moon is painting pictures on the wall
Above the pillow where you sleep
A silent movie where the hero always wins
Just like I hope for you and me
Sometimes I wish that love was black and white
And not this mystery in between
A place where anger, fear and longing collide
Within the orbit of our dreams
So many forces, who can explain?
I wish that I had told you, while you were still awake
I didn’t believe in gravity
Until you grabbed a hold of me
So hold on, hold on
In the push and pull of everyday
I’m scared that we might blow away
So hold on, hold on
And I’ll hold on to you
I want to tell you that I’m sorry
For words that would not come out right
Sometimes my heart is lost and spinning around
In the centrifuge of life
Too many forces, who can explain?
I wish that I had told you, while you were still awake
I didn’t believe in gravity
Until you grabbed a hold of me
So hold on, hold on
In the push and pull, the tug of life
I want to make it through tonight
So hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on
And I’ll hold on to you
.