This song was inspired by Windy Nights by Robert Louis Stevenson, a timeless poem:
Whenever the moon and stars are set,
Whenever the wind is high,
All night long in the dark and wet,
A man goes riding by.
Late in the night when the fires are out,
Why does he gallop and gallop about?
Whenever the trees are crying aloud,
And ships are tossed at sea,
By, on the highway, low and loud,
By at the gallop goes he.
By at the gallop he goes, and then
By he comes back at the gallop again.
When The Exhaustion Settles In
I’m going to be honest and say that this song was exhausting.
And that feeling isn’t new when making songs.
See, the easiest and most joyful part for me is writing the songs and creating basic melodies to go along with them. But, every single time, I dread the recording process.
I dread setting aside 2 + hours after a workday to plug all my cords in and record the piano just to restart halfway through the recording because I messed up for the fourth time.
I dread messing around with my microphone because it won’t connect to my computer.
I dread having to look up tutorials I don’t understand to figure something out in my software app because I have no clue what I’m doing.
This song is only 2 minutes. All you see is the finished product and a final video that’s all polished up. What you don’t see is my phone dying halfway through because I forgot to charge it. What you don’t see is the constant imposter syndrome and feeling like a failure when recording the songs I put so much passion in to create.
All in only 2 minutes!
So, yes, it absolutely exhausts me to record a song.
But that exhaustion is nothing compared to the feeling of accomplishment I am welcomed with after the song is complete.
I wish I had a whole team behind me to work on the production side of things, so I could do what I do best and just write the song.
I wish all the visions I had for each song would appear at the snap of my finger, instead of hours of clicking on random affects to hopefully get what I was looking for.
I wish I wasn’t exhausted every time, I wish I didn’t dread recording, and I wish it was easy.
But I am exhausted every time, I do dread recording, and it seems to get harder every time.
Even so, I will keep recording because nothing compares to hearing my finished creation.
I will keep recording because I must create.
I will keep recording because I’m an artist.
Snowy Nights
Whenever the lights in homes are out
Whenever the wind is still
All night long, down and throughout
Snowy nights flutter and thrill.
Late in the night, without a doubt
Why does it flutter and flutter about?
Whenever the streets are quiet and calm
And hearths aglow the floor
By, on the bridge, we sing these Psalms
By at the flutter it roars.
By at the flutter it roars, and then
By at the flutter it roars again.
In An Exhausted World, God With Us
In a land trampled by battles, coated in blessings of old, and providing for great nations made by faithful men, a great light shone on a man and woman exhausted from four day travel.
A light shone on three men who were given secrets simply because they asked.
The Great Light shone on families in the House Of Bread, exhausted from another day of few blessings.
This bright light shone on an exhausted woman burdened with no place to stay, but blessed with holding The One who would give a place to all.
The Great Light guided the woman, the man and The One Who Would Save towards homes they were not welcome in.
They were not welcome by an exhausted land, but The One Who Would Save welcomed the very people who walked that land.
And so it began.
The Great Star looked upon the gift that would save the world.
In an exhausted world, God with us.
“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”
-John 3:16
Merry Christmas.
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