"There's This Thing" - Chad Wilkins

Описание: "There's This Thing"

This is a deeply philosophical song, wrapped up in light-hearted metaphors and a little bit of humour. It might take a couple times listening intently to the lyrics to really catch the essence of the meaning in this song, which touches on the nature of the universe and the interconnectedness of all things.

"There's This Thing" is one of my most requested songs, as well as one of my favourite songs to play.

Releases January 28th 2022
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LYRICS:

There’s this thing
And we all know that it’s there yeah
We can feel it in the air yeah
No one knows how to describe it
Like the flavour of kindness
And we all tiptoe around it
Although everybody knows
And nobody talks about it
Like how we all pick our nose

There’s this thing
You can taste it in the water
You can feel it in the sun
You can see it in the aura
Of everything and everyone
And its lurking and it’s hiding
In the shadows
No one says nothing
Like how we all pick our nose

It’s this thing
This thing
This thing
This thing

And the thing is dreaming
And the thing is breathing
And the thing is singing
And the thing…

There’s this thing
And some people think its nothing
But I’m pretty sure it’s something
In fact I think that it’s the one thing
That stops everything from stopping
And keeps the universe revolving
So on it goes
Secretly behind the scenes
Like how we all pick our nose

There’s this thing
If you reduce it to its essence
It is an all-pervading presence
In everything it’s manifested
But disappears when you try to grasp it
It is the most profound sonnet
Yeah the perfect work of prose
But you can’t put your finger on it
Like how we all pick our nose

It’s this thing
This thing
This thing
This thing

And the thing is dreaming
And the thing is breathing
And the thing is singing
And the thing is everything

And the thing is dreaming you into being
And breathing you into this dream
And pulling on all of your strings
Compiling all your memories
In emotional categories
Like mischievous and alarming
While hiding your reason to be
Behind all these weighty feelings
And all that you think you believe
Is still just an echo of the thing
It’s holding you when you’re asleep
And upon your awakening
You will still find that the thing
Is singing your mind through this dream
Familiar and yet surprising
Like flowers and butterfly wings
Like lightning dancing on the sea
Like eyelashes, compliments, and leaves
They’re all just reflections of the thing
The thing is disguised as many things
The thing is described as many things
The thing is designed as many things

So love the broken hearts of the world
Back into union
And give the fallen ones a chance
To mend their ways
And hold the weary, lonesome child
In tender care
And lift the burden from the backs
Of those who carry shame
Who do not know their own name
For there is no one to blame
The thing is playing a game


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