I wanted to learn to sing like some of the old blues masters,
And i set forth my petition to the God of creation,
I prayed God will you teach me how to sing the blues (guess i'm a fool),
And then God answered back... about a second from being too late...
He said child, don't you already know how to sing the blues?
He said child, no one needs to remember how to sing the blues,
But here you go...
You just keep going on,
Crawling and scraping in survival mode,
And just when you think you've had enough,
And when you touch the heat and the soul of the desert,
And when you drop down to your knees...
And, when every old pain comes back upon you,
And, when the old pain, and the new pain become one...
And just when you wish you were dead,
When the pain is so deep and so real,
And the awesome strength, of the stress of life, becomes surreal,
... that's when you will meet an old friend of mine,
the one who tells you the same lies again and again,
he's the one that I banished, so long ago...
... And he'll teach you sing the blues...
And he'll tell you that I'm no where to be found,
And that you have to do life all on your own,
And he'll show you all of the things that you can't control,
he'll show you loss like you've never known,
and that what you once held dear,
only exists, where you can no longer embrace...
And he'll show you all that you can't have,
... And child that's when you'll know how to sing the blues...
... Child i'm not the one who teaches to sing the blues,
I'm The One who says 'welcome back, child it's great to see you again.
Let's get you cleaned-up and healthy again...
Now that you've learned to sing the blues, I'm here to remind you,
That I'm The One that teaches joy,
And it's yours to have once again.
Child, I'm The Source of that peace that floods your soul...
You see, I'm The One who restores your soul,
I don't teach how to sing the blues,
the blues will find you when you least expect,
I'm The One who guides you back to reality,
The One who guides you back out of the valley of the shadow of death.
The One who opens your eyes to what can't be seen.
And child, I was hoping you'd remember me soon,
I was hoping you would call for me once again,
I've been waiting for this moment to come.
You've embraced the world's false expectations,
And it's trivial rewards...
You've tried to create some world of your own,
the only world that makes sense to you,
And that's what has taught you the blues.
Child I don't teach how how to sing the blues,
No, no, no... I teach the survivor's song,
And i teach it to those who already know the blues.
To those who learned how to express their pain...
Child you already know how to sing the blues,
and now that your through...
I'll teach you to sing a new type of song,
Your's is a survivor's song, a redemption song,
a humble song, a simple song,
a thankful song, a joyful song,
a song with new meaning for life...
Child i know the blues,
And so do you,
i tried to tell the world,
about a redemption song,
a song of good news, for the weary soul...
Child i sang the blues,
but only few would even listen...
Now that you know how to sing the blues,
tell Me child, how would you sing that song?
I suppose it's a survivor's song, a redemption song,
a humble song, a simple song,
a thankful song, a joyful song,
and a song with new meaning for life...
Child, you know how to sing the blues,
And ain't it time to get healthy again
And go on and sing the rest of your song...
Mine's a survivor's song, a redemption song,
a humble song, a simple song,
a thankful song, a joyful song,
a song with new meaning for life... -- ct