Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Secret Garden--Greenwaves

There are waves of forgiveness and waves of regret. And the first waves of true love I'll never forget.


6 comments:

Anonymous said...

That was beautiful, and very true. :-) Thanks for that today.

Enjoy your day!

Trée said...

You too Karen. Hope all is well with you. Blogger needs bananas ;-)

Anonymous said...

How lovely!

Trée said...

A, you should listen to the song. Those two lines are two of my favorite in all of music--perhaps because I read my own story into them. "Greenwaves" is a nice song but those two lines just hit me bewteen the eyes and I could listen to Secret Garden sing them over and over again.

Trée said...

Here are the lyrics to the whole song: Greenwaves

I remember a meadow one morning in May.
With a sky full of dreams that sailed in that day.
I was dancing through green waves of grass like the sea
For a moment in time I could feel I was free.

There are waves of forgiveness and waves of regret.
And the first waves of true love I’ll never forget.
In the meadow that morning as I wandered alone
There were green waves of yearning for life
still unknown.

Take me home to the meadow that cradles my heart
Where the waves reach as far as you can se.
Take me home to the meadow – we’ve been too long apart,
I can still hear you calling for me.

Take me home to the meadow that cradles my heart
Where the waves reach as far as you can se.
Take me home to the meadow – we’ve been too long apart,
I can still hear you calling for me.

What I’d give to remember that heavenly state
Just a moment in time – all mine to create.
As I’m taking my last breath I know what I’ll see
There’ll be green waves forever out there waiting for me.

Take me home to the meadow that cradles my heart
Where the waves reach as far as you can se.
Take me home to the meadow – we’ve been too long apart,
I can still hear you calling for me.

Anonymous said...

OK, Trée, I'll listen to it as soon as I can.
The words in themselves are beautifully poetic - am imagining what the music will be like, soft and floaty or slightly haunting perhaps.
"My waves are momentarily lost." (old post).

By your comparison, I cannot help but try to connect:
"There are waves of forgiveness and waves of regret.
And the first waves of true love I’ll never forget."
:-)