It's late, I have a lot on my mind, and I can't sleep. Right now, I'm listening to one of my favorite songs off of the Beatles'
Revolver. Ironically, John Lennon thought it was one of
the worst songs he ever wrote. Let's be honest, though: Lennon's worst songs are better than some bands' best songs.
This is the song that I listen to when I need to summon up the courage to leave something behind, be it a bad situation or a negative relationship. In the movie of my life, this is the song that plays while I walk away from the heel who broke my heart, head held up high, never looking back. The guitar riff is so liberating; it propels you forward, like a gust of wind.
Many have speculated that the lyrics are about Mick Jagger's
"bird" at the time, Marianne Faithfull. To me, the lyrics are ambiguous enough to apply my own significance. They remind me that even when I feel most insecure, I have something of worth inside me that some people can't appreciate. They're too wrapped up in their "prized possessions" or own selfishness that they can't see or hear me. As long as I remain true to who I am, I will persevere; I'll be round.
The song itself was underappreciated by its own creator, which is why I'm so partial to it. It was considered a knock-off, yet, to many people, this is their favorite Beatles song. We see the worth in a song that Lennon himself deemed unworthy.
You say you've got everything you want
And your bird can sing
But you don't get me
You don't get me
You say you've seen the seven wonders
And you bird is green
But you can't see me
You can't see me
When your prized possessions
Start to weigh you down
Look in my direction
I'll be round, I'll be round
When your bird is broken
Will it bring you down
You may be awoken
I'll be round, I'll be round
You tell me that you've heard every sound there is
And your bird can swing
But you can't hear me
You can't hear me (Lennon/McCartney)
Posted by Nattie Hattie at 1:35 AM