In the Blood - Poetry on the Radio
I was driving down Mopac, listening to Austin's KGSR, and the station played a new (to me) song. I marveled at the simplicity of the music, the honesty of the lyrics. The d.j. didn't name the singer - either before or after playing the song.
In the Blood
How much of my mother has my mother left in me?
How much of my love will be insane to some degree?
And what about this feeling that I'm never good enough?
Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?
How much of my father am I destined to become?
Will I dim the lights inside me just to satisfy someone?
Will I let this woman kill me, or do away with jealous love?
Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?
I can feel love the I want, I can feel the love I need
But it's never gonna come the way I am
Could I change it if I wanted, can I rise above the flood?
Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?
How much like my brothers, do my brothers wanna be?
Does a broken home become another broken family?
Or will we be there for each other, like nobody ever could?
Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?
I can feel love the I want, I can feel the love I need
But it's never gonna come the way I am
Could I change it if I wanted, could I rise above the flood?
Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?
I can feel the love I want, I can feel the love I need
But it's never gonna come the way I am
Could I change it if I wanted, can I rise above the flood?
Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?
When I got home, I looked up the artist, saw it was John Mayer, and re-thought sharing this at all. He's been a media punching bag. He's brought a lot of it on himself. He's not an indy darling.
All this instinctive judgment flew through my head. My assumptions of who John Mayer is and the type of music he 'should' be creating. The stupid, hurtful stuff he's said. But these beautiful lyrics are also a reflection of the man he is. And I like living in a world where artists can try again - outside the lanes they've driven.
