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Psalm/Psong for April 1 – “Windows are Rolled Down” by Amos Lee

I haven’t followed Amos Lee’s career, which may surprise those of you who know my musical tastes. What can I say, I only have two ears and they’re relatively small.

I read about his new album “Mission Bell” when I was reading an interview with Lucinda Williams about her new record. She mentioned that she got a request from some guy named Amos Lee to sing on one of his new songs (“Clear Blue Eyes”). After she listened to his songs, she reportedly couldn’t wait to sing with him. Their voices are a good blend.

So, see, Amos Lee wasn’t even on Lucinda Williams’ radar! Granted, she’s probably a lot busier than I am, but I think I’ve earned a mulligan here. Amos, I’m sorry. Lucinda, thanks a million.

This was the first song that really grabbed me on “Mission Bell,” although “El Camino” (with Willie Nelson) and “Violin” are also great walking-home-from-the-bus songs. I love the line in this one: “My new-found faith and my broken heart.” That line could be a whole blog post on its own, given that I think that faith has no depth or texture whatsoever without a broken heart.  But you should see the 25-post pile-up in my Draft Post folder. Okay, now make that a 26-post pile-up in the Draft Post folder.

Lyrics for “Windows are Rolled Down”:

Look up child
The world is born
Shoe’s untied
And your soles are worn

Windows are rolled down
Sun is setting high
Windows are rolled down
I’m fixin’ to die

Corn rows have companion feel
This rocky road and this steering wheel
Who do you call to ease your pain
I hope for you to get through this rain

Windows are rolled down
Moon is hanging low
Windows are rolled down
Think it’s time for me to go hey-ay-ay-ay

Is it what you dreamed it’d be
Are you locked up in this fantasy
Oh these miles that have torn us apart
My new-found faith and my broken heart

Windows are rolled down
Sun is rising high
Windows are rolled down
Feel that wind rushing by hey-ay-ay-ay

Windows are rolled down

Lenten bonus: A Poem and a Psalm/Psong

At a recent pre-concert panel discussion on the controversial topic of translating Bach cantatas into English, PW read this English translation of a poem by German theologian Dorothee Sölle. This is from Sölle’s book Revolutionary Patience (published in English in 1977, with poems written in the original German in the late 1960s and early 1970s). It seems like a good reading for Lent, and my Joybrain found a perfect Psong pairing: “Born to be Loved,” from Lucinda Williams’ new album “Blessed.”

When he came (10)
by Dorothee Sölle

I don’t as they put it believe in god
but to him I cannot say no hard as I try
take a look at him in the garden
when his friends ran out on him
his face wet with fear
and with the spit of his enemies
him I have to believe

Him I can’t bear to abandon
to the great disregard for life
to the monotonous passing of millions of years
to the moronic rhythm of work leisure and work
to the boredom we fail to dispel
in cars in beds in stores

That’s how it is they say what do you want
uncertain and not uncritically
I subscribe to the other hypothesis
which is his story
that’s not how it is he said for god is
and he staked his life on this claim

Thinking about it I find
one can’t let him pay alone
for his hypothesis
so I believe him about
god

The way one believes another’s laughter
his tears
or marriage or no for an answer
that’s how you’ll learn
to believe him about life
promised to all

Lyrics to “Born to be Loved”:

You weren’t born to be abandoned
You weren’t born to be forsaken
You were born to be loved
You were born to be loved

You weren’t born to be mistreated
And you weren’t born to be misguided
You were born to be loved
You were born to be loved

You weren’t born to be a slave
You weren’t born to be disgraced
You were born to be loved
Hmm hmm, you were born to be loved

You weren’t born to be abused
And you weren’t born to lose
You were born to be loved
You were born to be loved

You weren’t born to suffer
And you weren’t born for nothing
You were born to be loved
Hmm hmm, you were born to be loved