Weekly Notes #8 – Child of Wonder

Weekly Notes #8 – Child of Wonder

If there is one thing I fear when it comes to sharing my work, it is being perceived as ‘boring’. I wrote earlier that I had never really been confident about my guitar skills, and so there always exists this fear of not being enough. Not varied enough, not technically good enough, not interesting enough. This is especially the case when I play multiple songs in a row – at a concert, for instance. ‘Please, don’t let them fall asleep…’ – things to that effect. And yet I like performing so much that I want nothing more than to keep doing it. On the one hand, this means that I must come to terms with what I can and cannot do – without slipping into negative thinking (because negativity kills creativity). On the other hand, I can be realistic enough to try and improve myself in those areas that could use a little work. That is why I’ve been experimenting these days with a harmonica, and trying new things when it comes to style and vocal technique.

Child of Wonder is one of those straightforward songs that usually don’t end up on my playlist because I worry about its level of sleepy dust. The recording ended up three-part, which I was very happy about, but which I’ve always found difficult to reproduce on a stage by myself (and which by the way is why I am now shopping for a vocal harmonizing pedal). I’m sharing it now to allow myself to see it in a different light. So that I may remember that it is beautiful as it is, and that I am allowed to reinvent it, because I am growing.

Child of Wonder

Child of wonder, day and night
Inner fire burning bright
Newborn baby long ago
So alone, who’d ever know

Songbird singing words unspoken
Of how circles can’t be broken
How we all have angel’s wings
They who listen and they who sing

Dancing with the wind in trees
Speaking softly, She who sees
Whispered promise from afar
We were born on the same star
Songbird singing words unspoken

Of how circles can’t be broken
How we all have angel’s wings
They who listen and they who sing
Lost and found and lost again

Wandering through these shadowed lands
Follow rivers, one-way track
From now on there’s no way back
Songbird singing words unspoken

Of how circles can’t be broken
How we all have angel’s wings
They who listen and they who sing
How we all have angel’s wings
They who listen and they who sing

© Sanna Songbird 2007

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