It's Hard to Start a Fire in the Rain
by @charliecheney · @stephenwordsmith
Liner Notes
Heard this melody as soon as I read the lyric a week ago. Took me awhile to learn the piano part. Lyric of course, by the remarkable @stephenwordsmith
150 bpm
Lyrics
There's nothing but the nothingness before the silver spark
That summons the illusions to illuminate the dark
The blood is cold, the spirit low, the mind a weathered plain
And it's hard to start a fire in the rain, in the rain
It's hard to start a fire in the rain
No matter how we wend the way, the first step's always trying
So armed with willing sticks of wood and will of well-wrought iron
And versed so well in what it takes to rub without refrain
But it's hard to start a fire in the rain, in the rain
It's hard to start a fire in the rain
The trickle through your fingertips of thoughts that hold too long
The shush of records broken on the promise of a song
The flicker of a line that leaps and falters just as fast
The sputter of a first light that could never hope to last
So once again we set our soul into the sparks that fly
To burden them with bursts of life, to burn alive and die
To help us find the fortitude to fall and rise again
For it's hard to start a fire in the rain, in the rain
It's hard to start a fire in the rain
Comments
Listening to this made me think back to using my parents' old record player, in its hinged wooden box in the garage, back in the 90s. Something about the tiny sonic note of needle hitting vinyl.