Podcast #49 - The Window 

I have this concern with escaping convention. I think I've always questioned why we do the things we do, why we limit ourselves to certain ways of being and thinking. Of course, I do see the value in having boundaries and limitations. It serves to keep us stable, defined, solid. I know who I am in context. I'm a daughter, wife, mother, woman, songwriter. I know what my role is. Most of the time, anyway. But, deep inside, I know I exist beyond all these definitions. I start to question our social constructs, rules and behaviors: Why does money equal status? Why do we wear make-up? Why does food cost money? Why is war acceptable? Why do we have to dress up to go to an event? How can anyone treat anyone else as personal property? 

I mean, I know the answers to these questions. But, I also know that we made them up. We just decided that this is how it should be. I wouldn't know how to change any of it and some things I wouldn't change. There are just times when my mind wanders off way beyond the decisions and judgements we make and it's like a bird escaping a cage. I had no idea I was going to even touch on this subject when I started writing this song and, to be truthful, the song didn't come close to capturing what I really want to say about it all but, it's a start. 





The Window
This is a moment
This is a chance we take
Promises spoken
These are the bonds we break
Window is open
How could we ever be to blame

Higher and higher
Far and away we go
Aren’t you inspired
Watching the world below
Bird on a wire
Singing a song they’ll never know

Hurry up, the window’s open
Calm and clear the way we’re going
Wander off before they know
We’re flying
We’re flying

Taken for granted
Freedom to break the chains
Modern advances
Oh, but we never change
Confined and captive
Always a phone call away

Hurry up, the window’s open
Calm and clear the way we’re going
Wander off before they know
We’re flying
We’re flying
We’re flying
We’re flying
Hurry up the window's open
©lauramariemusic2014 

 

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