Soul Soother

What is it about a good country song that tends to sooth the soul? Maybe it’s the sap, the long drawn out words, the meandering lyrics of losing life’s greatest gifts.  I don’t know what it is, but when I’m feeling down, I make a mad dash towards the boot scootin’ country music. I’ve been listening to a lot of country the past few days. It just makes sense to me right now. Perhaps, I need a good hearty shoulder shaking, head pounding cry.

Not country – but a brilliant song.

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You'll make it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice

You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing it loud