Melody 

Melody woke up on Tuesday,

The sky outside was gray

Her mind and heart so dark.

She couldn’t feel the joyful rays

Felt like she had slipped into quicksand,

And everything took every ounce of energy

To move her body, her body felt so heavy,

 

Where it comes from she’ll never know,

All she can do is wait out the storm,

Nobody ever wants to wake up

Feeling sad and so heavy,

But it seems to happen to us all.

 

When she is up she feels like a

Hawk soaring on the currents,

When she is down, she feels like

A draft horse trudging slowly, painfully,

Where life seems pointless,

And nothing reaches her soul,

So life can feel so cold.

It can last for days or weeks on end.

 

Sure enough, at just past midnight,

The heaviness left Melody,

And when she woke on Wednesday,

The light in her soul came through again,

And the music returned to her heart,

Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh Melody, Oh Melody!

 

Oh she’s a honky tonky girl,

bee daa dee doo dee dum,

dee dum bee daa doo dee

 

Oh yes, she has songs in her heart,

Sometimes she’s a honky tonky girl,

And sometimes she’s a graceful ballerina,

Spinning and leaping wherever her heart goes,

Sometimes in the deepest places,

She‘s a Argentinian ballroom dancer,

Hips swaying, teasing her partner,

Then pushing him away.

 

Sure enough, at just past midnight,

The heaviness left Melody,

And when she woke on Wednesday,

The light in her soul came through again,

And the music returned to her heart,

Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh Melody, Oh Melody!

 

Tamar Raine

Dec. 3, 2014