Last week I posted my friend Jenny’s song Invisible Type. This week’s offering is a song with a much different sound – it’s called Worry Minds and it is Midi-driven, rather than accoustic as last week’s was. I love the lyrics. This song speaks of our worry and the ways we deal with it, and how Christ brings peace to us, like cooling water on our wildfires.
The song shifts midway into a midi instrumental, transforming the subdued and almost trudging feel (fitting for the lyrics) of the song’s beginning into a far more joyful and free melody that speaks of the freedom, peace and joy that Christ brings us. And even though it’s midi, somehow this works for me.
Click here to get the Worry Minds mp3.
(note: I figured the lyrics out by listening to it – Jenny sent me the lyrics to Invisible Type, but I didn’t want to bug her for these. Hopefully I got them right)
Worry minds they always, they’re always at it
With a fist, with a grip so tight
And their biting fingernails
Darkness finds, yes it always, well it always finds them
Like a blanket wraps and their trapped
Backed into a corner
Drugs are kind but they always, they always leave them
With greed, they’re a state of need
Be it coffee or cocaine
You’re not blind no You always, You always see them
When they hide, when they’re lost, when they’ve lied
You always know better
You fall on them like water
You fall on their wildfires and ease their burning pain
And you poured out blood and water
You died for their wildfires and rose to breathe again