it's a rainy sunday morning.
i've listened to this song probably ten times now. i enjoy the simplicity of it.
blue skies by noah and the whale.
a raw, folky, under-produced sound.
in a way, its sound is a lot like this drizzling, chilly morning. far-from-perfect but somehow serene in its grey-sky ways.
he says, "this is a song for anyone with a broken heart. this is a song for anyone who can't get out of bed. i'd do anything to be happy. cause' blue skies are calling and i know that it's hard."
honestly i'm banking on this being very literal.
because if i don't get some warmth and sunshine soon i may just take off for mexico. and you may or may not ever hear from me again.
blue skies, baby.
that is my wish for you. blue skies, up ahead.
to the passionate musician with his two small children and jar with three dollars in tips. blue skies, up ahead.
to the little boy who wanted to fly a kite but couldn't in the rain. chin up. blue skies, they're coming.
to the girl down the street that feels like giving up. don't. blue skies darling, they're calling.
to the one who is lost in darkness. alone and afraid. keep going, because there are blue skies just about here.
to the man who has had a dream or two fail. don't stop. blue skies are coming, my dear.
to the one with a very, very broken heart.
blue skies. they're coming.
and until then, i'm going to keep listening to the some soft music and the sound of the rain.