Saturday, August 11, 2018

"Tonight your faith in magic faded...but you held your ground like a stubborn little girl."

I feel the pull all the time to become cynical and jaded. So much of my inner work is constant weeding, weeding, weeding so noxious thoughts don't have a place to take root. I wrote this song to celebrate my commitment to the innocent little girl in me who wears a tiara because she knows she's an empress, and who takes counsel from a rainbow unicorn....
...And who stubbornly believes in magic, even when there's no evidence of it anywhere on the horizon.
With Love, Emily


Listen to "My Emily"




My Emily
Capo 3

D G D A
My Emily
You’re never bored
Gypsy troubadour
On your flying unicorn

D G D A
Ribbons down your hair
You dance and don’t care if they stare
Wild and soft and rare
And free
My Emily

Bm G D
Tonight your faith in magic faded
Bm G D
With cause justified to get jaded
Bm G
But you crossed your arms like a little girl
D A
And gave your bag of fairy dust a swirl

D G D A
My Emily
The universe spins
Under human skin
Shooting stars within

D G D A
Your playfulness
You hug the ridiculous
Shrug off all the awfulness
To chug life’s happiness

BRIDGE
Bm G D
But tonight your faith in magic faded
Bm G D
With cause justified to get jaded
Bm G
You stood your ground like a stubborn little girl
D A
And gave your bag of fairy dust a swirl

D G D A
My Emily
You’re never bored
Your innocence explored
The child feels adored

D G D A
As years ferment
And cynics relent
You’re transcendent
And free

My Emily

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