As a writer and a lover of music, I find it doubly as satisfying and exciting when I find a song that has lyrics I can relate to. One such example comes in the form of the wonderful ‘All This and Heaven Too’ by Florence + the Machine. Co-written by the band’s lead singer Florence Welch and keyboardist, Isabella Summers, the following excerpt –where Florence sings of her inability to properly portray in words the emotions she feels – manages to sum up beautifully my own views on writing in many ways:
And it talks to me in tiptoes
And it sings to me inside
It cries out in the darkest night and breaks in the morning light
But with all my education I can’t seem to command it
And the words are all escaping, and coming back all damaged
And I would put them back in poetry if I only knew how
I can’t seem to understand it
And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand the meaning of the word you see
‘Cause I’ve been scrawling it forever but it never makes sense to me at all.
Not only do I think these lyrics are so well penned they could easily be described as poetry in their own right, the idea of trying desperately to find the words to effectively convey our emotions is, I feel, the perfect way to describe the job of a writer. Most poignant of all however is the closing stanza where Florence suggests the idea that even when the agonizing task of pouring our thoughts onto paper is done, we still require our words to be read by others for them to truly find their meaning and at last reach their full potential.
This is why I want to keep writing: In the hopes that someday, someone, somewhere, will read what I have created and interpret their own meaning from it, thus giving my work the spark of life.