Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield
I am unwritten, can't read my mind,
I'm undefined I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your innovations
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, oh, oh
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inner visions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inner visions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, yeah, yeah
Why I chose these Lyrics: Originally I had intended to post lyrics from a more 'deep' song or artist. When my friend, Erika, tried to get me into Natasha Bedingfield's music I looked at her with eyebrows raised and said, "I don't want any of that bubblegum pop stuff!" But Erika was right, this young artist from Sussex, England has put out an album worth listening to. (And it doesn't pass me by that Bedingfield is from Sussex, England where I studied abroad junior year of college).
And now I've got Maxine, my massage therapist/spiritual counselor, singing these lyrics non-stop. She came over one day and said, "Hey, I heard this song on the radio and it has these words in it. Do you know it?" I said, "Of course!" and promptly turned on my iPod and blasted it through the stereo. "Is this the song you're thinking of?" I said. "YES!" she said. And why aren't we at all surprised I have it on my iPod? we joked. Should've gotten the 80 GB model!
So, the song just keeps coming into my life through different people...
I think this song is a perfect first entry for my 'Weekend Lyrics' because I am finally finding my way back to writing again and, that in itself, fills me with such gratitude. In a way I think I'm also finding my way back to myself through my writing. I have also felt new healing. So, I feel so much is unwritten and so much is READY to be written--in words and in life.
Photos: I couldn't for the life of me get this picture of a gladiola on it's way towards blooming the way I wanted it. But, then again, maybe that's the point? That this growing gladiola, my photography, my writing are all still imperfect? A work in progress? So, I left it as is and felt, in the end it was a 'perfect' picture for this set of Lyrics. The second photo is simply a picture of Natasha Bedingfield's album cover (which I just downloaded from amazon.com and realized she has a NEW album out. Oh no!)
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