Monday, January 21, 2008

Love as only a Mother can prove.

One song that has stood out greatly to me in recent memory is a song entitled Limousine by Brand New. This song has a slow buildup to an unrefined conclusion. Culminating in the repetition of:

Well, I love you so much
But do me a favor baby and don't reply
Cause I can dish it out
But I can't take it

This repetition starts out drearily, but ends up rather distressful. It is repeated about 8-10x. Those lyrics stood out even more to me after hearing Jesse Lacey explain his thought process after hearing a sad, sad tale; which he then decided to immortalize in song. He quickly retold the tale and then embellished his own flair into it to write the song

The story was about a mother loving her daughter so dearly and dealing with the distress and emotion of losing a loved one, almost as if she was shell-shocked. A mother had just re-married and had her lovely daughter, age 7, be the flower girl. As the family left they wedding reception, they left in two limousines. The mother and the new father were riding in a limousine directly behind the limousine their daughter was in. As they started driving down the highway, they had nothing but joy in their lives after leaving a wonderful wedding. Unfortunately a man had decided to drink far too much for one man to handle, and at the same moment was careening down the wrong way of the highway with reckless abandon.

His car came head-on directly into the front limousine. The parents in the limousine behind them avoided the wreck and immediately pulled over and rushed to the crash site. As the mother ran back she noticed upon something lying on the ground away from the crash. It was round, small, detached, with a flower eerily glowing as the traffic drove past. The mother stopped looking at the crash and sprinted emphatically to the flower. As she came upon it, she realized what has occurred.

Lifting the flower up into arms, she sat on the side of the highway brushing the hair out of her daughter's eyes. The mother sat on the side of the highway for a very long while caressing her daughter whispering sweet nothings. Words cannot express what the mother felt, and there was no one that could draw her back to the reality that she was in.

The man who was driving the vehicle that hit the limousine was alive but injured. The limousine driver was killed, and the young girl was never going to be in a wedding for her mother. She was never going to enjoy life and experience it beyond that day. Though she would never have to deal with the loss of innocence that we must all open our eyes to.

Jesse Lacey was so struck by the story, that his retelling is even more effective and well done much like only a songwriter can do. The song retells the story from 2 people's perspectives, starting with the mother, leading onto the drunk driver with a bridge of transition, and then leading to the repetition of the chorus mentioned above.

Love is so deep. There is nothing that can express when we truly love, you just know. Losing a loved one is a distressing time, and often words cannot help. One can only be there for support for when the surviving party comes from their grief. I have a hard time with death, mainly because I become so ignorant of it and emotionless. This song has helped me relate and truly understand what it means to have loss. One is not rational, nor is one caring what others think when they are in grief. If only we all can live life, caring for one another so powerfully, that we love one another as if it's our own daughter losing her life... that is what I think is intended by Christ when he states "Love one another as I have loved you".

So take a listen, if you don't like Brand New you still should give this song a chance. If you enjoy Brand New relish the fact that the lyrics at times are emotively potent and full. That song has made me think, and I think there is great worth to something with meaning and depth.

Sorry about the downer, I'm just kinda having a downed day.

~stay sane. ()

True Story

1 comment:

Michael Baker said...

That's pretty intense. I wonder what would happen if we realized the fragility of life on a consistant (daily? hourly? minutely?) basis. Love like you're dying.