On average, we listen to 2.5 hours a day to music, some more, some less. Music informs our existence more than we know, it helps shape our identities and it gives us the words to articulate how we understand, among other things, the world, God and ourselves. Music offers wisdom, and wisdom we are called to attend.
There's a different schedule of events for tonight's youth group. In lieu of sitting together and listening to music, Jeni is sending music home with you, as in your very own CD. We'll get together over the summer to talk Modest Mouse and other interests.
Now I will tell you what I've done for you 50 thousand tears I've cried. Screaming, deceiving and bleeding for you And you still won't hear me. (going under) Don't want your hand this time - I'll save myself. Maybe I'll wake up for once (wake up for once) Not tormented daily, defeated by you Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom
I'm dying again I'm going under (going under) Drowning in you (drowning in you) I'm falling forever (falling forever) I've got to break through I'm going under
Blurring and stirring the truth and the lies. (So I don't know what's real) So I don't know what's real and what's not (and what's not) Always confusing the thoughts in my head So I can't trust myself anymore
I'm dying again I'm going under (going under) Drowning in you (drowning in you) I'm falling forever (falling forever) I've got to break through I'm... So go on and scream Scream at me I'm so far away (so far away) I won't be broken again (again) I've got to breathe - I can't keep going under
I'm dying again I'm going under (going under) Drowning in you (drowning in you) I'm falling forever (falling forever) I've got to break through I'm going under (going under) I'm going under (drowning in you) I'm going under
This town is colder now, I think it's sick of us It's time to make our move, I'm shakin off the rust I've got my heart set on anywhere but here I'm staring down myself, counting up the years Steady hands, just take the wheel... And every glance is killing me Time to make one last appeal... for the life I lead
Stop and stare I think I'm moving but I go nowhere Yeah I know that everyone gets scared But I've become what I can't be, oh Stop and stare You start to wonder why you're 'here' not there And you'd give anything to get what's fair But fair ain't what you really need Oh, can you see what I see
They're tryin to come back, all my senses push Un-tie the weight bags, I never thought I could... Steady feet, don't fail me now Gonna run till you can't walk But something pulls my focus out And I'm standing down...
Stop and stare I think I'm moving but I go nowhere Yeah I know that everyone gets scared But I've become what I can't be, oh Stop and stare You start to wonder why you're here not there And you'd give anything to get what's fair But fair ain't what you really need Oh, you don't need
What you need, what you need...
Stop and stare I think I'm moving but I go nowhere Yeah I know that everyone gets scared But I've become what I can't be Oh, do you see what I see...
Questions to ponder: 1. What is your favorite lyric?
2. What is this song about?
3. Is “Stop and Stare” negative or sarcastic? Why or why not?
4. With the lyric “I’ve become what I can’t be,” could somebody’s notice of the main character help him become something different, something better? If somebody took the time to “stop and stare” would his life be better at this point?
5. They sing, “And you'd give anything to get what's fair/But fair ain't what you really need.” Is life fair? What happens when it isn’t? What happens when you’re not fair
6. He sings, "Un-tie the weight bags, I never thought I could..." What is weighing you down?
My life be like Ooh Aah (yeah), Ooh Ooh My life be like (yeah) Ooh Aah, Ooh Aah (yeah), Ooh Ooh Ooh Aah (yeah), Ooh Ooh My life be like (yeah) Ooh Aah, Ooh Aah (yeah), Ooh Ooh My life be like (yeah)
It's times like these that make me say Lord if you see me please come my way Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip) Sometimes I fall I slip My heartfelt desire be more like you Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
I'm on an island by my lonesome stranded Low key and stayin' candid Reflect on all the things I try my hand at Church for the equations to persuasions I'm used to Finding comfort in the zones of closet bones I get loose to A mountainous fontaine Spinnin' and monsoonin', grinnin' it's hign octane Explosive how I came Rollin' down hills cause lifes a hastle Encircled by my folly like a moat surround a castle Stay afloat, catch a second wind Thin Is the air I breathe Teary eyed nose runnin' wipe the snot on my sleeve I'm callin' on the Savior to be all that I need Please forgive me my behavior had me lost at light speed
It's times like these that make me say Lord if you see me please come my way Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip) Sometimes I fall I slip My heartfelt desire be more like you Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
The fear of never fallin' in love And the tears after losin' the feelings of what you thought love was Like the dirt still up under the rug (My life be like) Bad characteristics covered in Christs blood The joy of new birth and the pain of growin' up The bliss between givin' my all and givin' up The highs and lows Paths and roads I chose In the cold I froze Tryin' to ease my woes In this world of sin Clothes to thin to fend So to God I send Words of help to win In grumblings so deep letters could never express So the sound of Ooh Aah beneath my breath projects
It's times like these that make me say Lord if you see me please come my way Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip) Sometimes I fall I slip My heartfelt desire be more like you Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
My life be like Ooh Aah Ooh Dum dum ditty Here come that boy from the Capital City Last up on the Grits new ditty But eight bars or the truth well do (uh) I believe theres a private stunnin And I believe in the Kindgom Comming I believe if you seek the truth You don't need to look far cause it's gonna find you So why oh why do I trip and stumble? And ooh aah as commitment crumbles? I can't believe that I'm here again....
It's times like these that make me say Lord if you see me please come my way Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip) Sometimes I fall I slip My heartfelt desire be more like you Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do It's times like these that make me say Lord if you see me please come my way Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip) Sometimes I fall I slip My heartfelt desire be more like you Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip My life be like Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip Ma-ma-my life be like Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip My life be like Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip My life be like
Song: A Much More Beautiful Person Band: Bowling for Soup Album: The Great Burrito Extortion Case
Jeanie has a dad that might as well be dead. A case a day habit and three other kids. She's a much more beautiful person Then you’ll ever know. She hates the world At least the one outside. She's a Myspace kid livin a virtual life. She's a much more beautiful person Than she'll ever know.
Close your eyes and the time ticks by. In this life, it’s OK to cry, sometimes, It can be hard to see what’s right in front of you You’re gonna smile sometimes, Your worlds collide I know you’re tired of waiting So when you’re through with hating, You’ll be a much more beautiful person And Now You Know. And Now You Know.
Tommy can’t help but feelin’ alone Walking the halls with his head hung low. And he’s a much more beautiful person Than he’ll ever know High School kids can be so nasty In a cut-throat war for popularity He’s a much more beautiful person Than he’ll ever know
Close your eyes and the time ticks by. In this life, it’s OK to cry, sometimes, It can be hard to see what’s right in front of you You’re gonna smile sometimes, Your worlds collide I know you’re tired of waiting So when you’re through with hating, You’ll be a much more beautiful person And Now You Know. And Now You Know.
And you don’t feel so lucky, But I’ve seen so many things in you. Believe me, I know just what you’re going through So stand up and take a bow, Hold your head high Don’t ever let them get you down It’s all about you And it’s not what they do You’re gonna smile sometimes Your worlds will collide I know you’re tired of waiting So when you’re through with hating, You’ll be a much more beautiful person And Now You Know. And Now You Know.
Questions to ponder:
1. What lyric gets your attention the most?
2. Do you relate more to Jeanie or Tommy? Or, do know people like Jeanie or Tommy?
3. What does the song tell you about appearances and judging?
4. What would help them or you to know that you're a much more beautiful person?
5. What makes something beautiful? What makes you beautiful? What are the good things in you?
6. With the lyric "When you're through with hating," what is it that you hate? What seems to be the obstacle in the song to not hating?
7. What makes up "your worlds" and how do they collide?
8. What are you looking forward to that makes the waiting now easier?
Sometimes I feel Like I don't have a partner Sometimes I feel Like my only friend Is the city I live in The city of angel Lonely as I am Together we cry
I drive on her streets cause shes my companion I walk through her hills cause she knows who I am She sees my good deeds And she kisses me windy I never worry Now that is a lie
I don't ever want to feel Like I did that day Take me to the place I love Take me all the way
Its hard to believe That there's nobody out there Its hard to believe That I'm all alone At least I have her love The city she loves me Lonely as I am Together we cry
I don't ever want to feel Like I did that day Take me to the place I love Take me all the way
Under the bridge downtown Is where I drew some blood Under the bridge downtown I could not get enough Under the bridge downtown Forgot about my love Under the bridge downtown I gave my life away
1. What are some words that come to mind about the video?
2. What images in the video do you relate to?
3. What images in the video do you think Jesus relates to? (Where is Jesus in the video?)
4. How does Jesus' cry, Jesus' use of Psalm 22 echo your own?
Here are some words on Psalm 22:
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
This cry from Jesus’ lips echoes the cries of the faithful throughout human history. It is an ancient and anguished complaint to God because God is silent and absent in a time of great personal distress, for Jesus this comes on the cross.
Jesus takes up the ancient cry of Israel whose psalms arose within the experience of worship. The psalms foster individual prayer, communal praise, private reflection and learned instruction; they provide a window through which ancient Israel’s response to God’s presence or absence may be viewed; and they give voice to our prayers and praise today.
When Jesus uses Psalm 22, a psalm used to express grief at God’s absence in the face of unknown causes, Jesus asks, “My God, my God, why? Why the cross, why the suffering, why the humiliation? My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”
Forsake is not a common word anymore. To forsake is to renounce or turn away from entirely, to abandon, to desert. Forsakenness carries with it a sense of absence, or a loss of the intensity that presence brings. Jesus still calls out, “My God, my God,” Jesus doesn’t doubt that God is God or that God is real, Jesus questions God’s silence at his time of need.
While God’s presence to Jesus diminishes in intensity on the cross, God’s presence in and for Jesus, as well as for the whole of creation, remains intact, and at what seems its weakest, is stronger than ever before and ever since. One can gather from Jesus’ cry that this presence remains hidden from Jesus.
But the cross is the time and place where God’s everlasting will for salvation is carried out, amidst great silence the cries of Alleluia are born.
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