Thursday Tune, Vol. 3

My last Thursday Tune was in April, but we won’t dwell on that. Dwell instead on this humorous song called “Title of the Song,” which is a brilliant parody of every boy band song ever written. I tried to find a live version because I bet it would be even better to see the movements being alluded to in the song, but to no avail. The song itself will have to suffice.

A Thurday Tune, Vol. 2

Today’s song is from one of my favorite Christian singer/songwriters, Brooke Fraser. I first discovered Brooke via The Secret Life of Kat, and I was immediately hooked. Her voice is lovely, for one, and she also happens to write some of the most heartfelt and provocative lyrics. The song I chose to share with you is called “Hosea’s Wife,” and it hit me in the gut when I took time to see what the lyrics really say. You can find the lyrics below the video.

Hosea’s Wife by Brooke Fraser

I just spoke silence with the seeker next to me
She had a heart with hesitant, halting speech
That turned to mine and asked belligerently
What do I live for

I see the scars of searches everywhere I go
From hearts to wars to literature to radio
There’s a question like a shame no one will show
What do I live for

We are Hosea’s wife
We are squandering this life
Using people like ladders and words like knives

[Chorus]
If we’ve eyes to see
If we’ve ears to hear
To find it in our hearts and mouths the word that saves is near
Shed that shallow skin
Come and live again
Leave all you were before
To believe is to begin

There is truth in little corners of our lives
There are hints of it in songs and children’s eyes
It’s familiar, like an ancient lullaby
What do I live for

We are Hosea’s wife
We are squandering this life
Using bodies like money and truth like lies

If we’ve eyes to see
If we’ve ears to hear
To find it in our hearts and mouths the word that saves is near
Shed that shallow skin
Come and live again
Leave all you were before
To believe is to begin

We are more than dust
That means somethin’
That means somethin’
We are more than just
Blood and emotions
Inklings and notions
Atoms on oceans

We are Hosea’s wife
We are squandering this life
Using people like ladders and words like knives

If we’ve eyes to see
If we’ve ears to hear
To find it in our hearts and mouths the word that saves is near
Shed that shallow skin
Come and live again
Leave all you were before
To believe is to begin…