Monday, November 10, 2008

Mockingbird

Have you ever really not liked a certain music group, but had to make an exception for a song or two because it was so good? No?


Okay...well as a rule I don't really like Derek Webb, and I really don't like his off-again/on-again group Caedemon's Call. But there's a song that hasn't left my head for a couple of days, and it's got nowhere to go but out...so what better place for it to go than here?


The music, in particular, isn't that good. I don't think you could call it 'good' music by any standard (unless you use the crappy Christian Rock metric where it's cool to do cover number 22 of "Open the Eyes of My Heart, Lord," where each rendition was poppier and more resampled than the last), but the lyrics are downright awesome, and I could probably listen to it two (or maybe, maybe three) times in a row.


On further thought, a lot of the lyrics of his songs are pretty good, and pretty solid in the theological sense. They definitely make me think (read: repent). So, kudos to you, Derek! Keep up the rock (or folk, I suppose)!


There are days I don't believe the words I say
Like a life that I'm not living
A song that I'm not singing but to you

There are times that I believe I'm satisfied
Like an intimate connection
Despite this bad reception with you

Because I can't afford to pay
For most of what I say
So it's a lucky thing
That the truth's public domain

Chorus
And I am like a mockingbird
I've got no new song to sing
And I am like an amplifier
I just tell you what I've heard
Oh, I'm like a mockingbird

And yes, it's true that I need this more than you
Like one whose name is many
Have mercy, please don't send me away

And I'll do all I can
To be a better man
Oh I'll clean up this act
And be worse than we started

Chorus

-Mockingbird, by Derek Webb

1 comment:

  1. What? Are you kidding me? You should be his biggest fan since he writes about stuff you love to talk about! Ok, now I'm going to leave a huge comment by pasting lyrics to two songs that you shouldn't erase from memory:

    Don't skim them...read them...

    WEDDING DRESS
    If you could love me as a wife
    and for my wedding gift, your life
    should that be all i’ll ever need
    or is there more i’m looking for

    and should i read between the lines
    and look for blessings in disguise
    to make me handsome, rich, and wise
    is that really what you want

    i am a whore i do confess
    but i put you on just like a wedding dress
    and i run down the aisle
    i’m a prodigal with no way home
    but i put you on just like a ring of gold
    and i run down the aisle to you

    so could you love this bastard child
    though i don’t trust you to provide
    with one hand in a pot of gold
    and with the other in your side
    i am so easily satisfied
    by the call of lovers less wild
    that i would take a little cash
    over your very flesh and blood

    because money cannot buy
    a husband’s jealous eye
    when you have knowingly deceived his wife

    KING & a KINGDOM:
    who's your brother, who's your sister
    you just walked passed him
    i think you missed her
    as we're all migrating to the place where our father lives
    'cause we married in to a family of immigrants

    my first allegiance is not to a flag, a country, or a man
    my first allegiance is not to democracy or blood
    it's to a king & a kingdom

    there are two great lies that i’ve heard:
    “the day you eat of the fruit of that tree, you will not surely die”
    and that Jesus Christ was a white, middle-class republican
    and if you wanna be saved you have to learn to be like Him

    but nothing unifies like a common enemy
    and we’ve got one, sure as hell
    but he may be living in your house
    he may be raising up your kids
    he may be sleeping with your wife
    oh no, he may not look like you think

    How do you like that, dude? Don't be hatin'.

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