Thursday, March 24, 2011

For All Those Who Make Their Home in Tornado Alley

I'm just posting the lyrics to this song because I love it. I love most Hem songs actually. They make me happy. Or sad sometimes but in a happy way.

Funnel Cloud
by Hem

Clapboard on the houses
Clothesline threading through
Holding down the corners of
The field where we grew

Off on the horizon
The same thing everyday
Until a painted backdrop rises up
And blows the world away
Blows your world away

Carry off the blankets
And carry off the trees
The light you've seen can touch you now
And change the way you see
And change the way you see


I know I've said it already, but I really love this song.

3 comments:

Slangred said...

I don't know Hem; I may have to look for the song so I can hear it; those lyrics are powerfully beautiful.
Thanks!

Shanelle Little said...

I don't know hem. you should mail me their cd.

Slangred said...

Well, thanks for the Hem shout-out. I searched them on I-Tunes and bought two albums, which I am really enjoying. Beautiful music, lyrics, the whole thing. Thank you! I consider the gift of (new to me) music a precious thing.