Something More
Embracing Life's Struggles: Something More by Jamie McDell Unveiled
Lyrics
I'd give anything for my mama to be happy with how her life turned out
I am willing to sacrifice anything for my mother to feel content about the way her life unfolded.
For my sister to stay clean, finally find out what it means to have her feet on solid ground
I desire my sister to stay away from addiction, finally experiencing stability and a grounded life.
Well I was seventeen when they drove out of the city to reah the countryside
At the age of seventeen, they left the city to reach the countryside.
A cage, just forest green, dandelions and olive trees, a perfect place for them to hide
The countryside seemed like a confined but idyllic place with lush greenery, dandelions, and olive trees, perfect for hiding.
Oh and I never felt the need to tell you all the things that make me sad
I never felt the necessity to burden you with the things that bring me sorrow.
Oh no I never felt the need to weigh you down with times that make me mad
I refrained from sharing moments that would trouble or upset you.
But sometimes it hurts so bad
However, there are times when the emotional pain becomes overwhelming.
I can still recall the knock on my bedroom door and the great hammer to his pride
I vividly remember a moment when someone knocked on my bedroom door and severely impacted his self-esteem.
Sitting right there on my bed, held his tears and hung his head, and couldn't look me in the eye
In that moment, he sat on my bed, trying to hold back tears, feeling ashamed to face me.
Guess he knew how much I made everytime the dumb song played, I clipped the ticket I suppose
He possibly understood how much I profited every time a particular song played, maybe acknowledging my success.
And it hurt him all the same, still a father, still ashamed to ask his daughter for a loan
Despite being a father, he still felt ashamed to ask his daughter (the singer) for financial help.
Oh and I never felt the need to tell you all the things that make me sad
Similar to earlier, I didn't feel obliged to share my sorrows with you.
Oh no I never felt the need to weigh you down with times that make me mad
Once again, I avoided burdening you with moments that could upset or distress you.
But sometimes it hurts so bad
Nevertheless, there are occasions when the emotional pain is intense.
And the truth is, I'm terrified
I am scared and anxious about something.
So why do we feel small for our losses?
Why do we feel diminished by our losses?
For the things that make us part of something more?
Why do our experiences that connect us to something larger make us feel small?
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