Music and meaning: Alana Henderson

You guys know I love showing you all my favorite music.

I wanted to get more in depth though and start talking in detail about particular songs and what they mean to me, maybe share some lyrics.

 

Featuring:  Wax & Wane by Alana Henderson

 

 

Alana Henderson is a cello playing babe from Belfast. I originally found her while listening to this song: Water by the Jepettos featuring Alana Henderson, where she plays her cello in the background. The song quickly became one of my favorites that I listened to over and over.

 

Besides her stunning cello playing and her Irish spunky sound, Wax and Wane has meaning to me in it’s words.

I interpreted the lyrics to basically mean we can do our best in this life, but some of it is simply just left to the universe.

Some is just left to the moon’s wax & wane and the turn of the tide: just kismet.

It is the stars’ aligning with your heart, the things left to God’s hands that we may try to control with all our might, possibly only to our own disappointment. 

 

 

Driving around today, when this song came on, my mind picked up on this lyrics specifically, relating it to my dream of working with animals:

 

Am I strung up or do I pull the string?
Will the fact I cling too tightly
To my dreams come back and bite me
Am I trying to make a science of an art?
And will the very fate I wish to woo
Be the one that I undo
By thinking I can steer this crazy cart

 

Hmmm…the song goes on to say that we will never know unless we try though.

So try I go.

 

 

Wax & Wane

I could blame our partin’
For the fact that I’m not startin’
All my mornings at the time they ought to start
And I could summon up a sisterhood
Cry lead me out of widowhood
But that is melodrama on my part
I could blame my grieving’
On the fact that I’ve been leaving
Us behind, the ones we were when this began
But I have rose-tinted us ruby
And I’ve conjured up a new me
Who bent freely to her newly moulded man

But we bent and we broke and I meant what I spoke
And the blame game does not produce a winner
We went as far as we could go we had to go that far to know
That we had nowhere left to aim
And no one left to blame but
The moon’s wax and wane and the turn of the tide
The moon’s wax and wane and the turn of the tide

And I could blame my parents
For my vices so inherent
That I cannot shake them much as I may try
But how much have I inherited?
Or picked up since I was a kid
That nature versus nurture paradigm
I could blame wrong turns that I take
On decisions that my head makes
Then trace each error right back to my heart
And is it broken ‘cause you toyed with it
Or was it formed with a little split
That grows each year further and further apart

But we love and we lose and we lash-out and we bruise
And the name of the game’s just the living
We go as far as we can go we’ve got to go that far to know
That we have everything to gain
By knowing we can blame
The moon’s wax and wane and the turn of the tide
The moon’s wax and wane and the turn of the tide

And so I look to Karma
And if I try not to harm another
I will not be harmed by anything
If I salute the magpie knock on wood
Will I be doing any good?
Am I strung up or do I pull the string?
Will the fact I cling too tightly
To my dreams come back and bite me
Am I trying to make a science of an art?
And will the very fate I wish to woo
Be the one that I undo
By thinking I can steer this crazy cart

But I’ll live and I’ll learn
And `I’ll light and I’ll burn
Til the flame simmers down to a spark
I’ll go as far as I can go
I’ve to go that far to know that I have everything to gain
By knowing I can’t train
The moon’s wax and wane and the turn of the tide
The moon’s wax and wane and the turn of the tide

I never said it was your fault
I only wanted to blame someone
I never said it was your fault
I only wanted to blame someone
The moon’s wax and wane and the turn of the tide

 

 

What do you think of the lyrics?

Maybe you interpreted it completely differently! 

 

 

8 thoughts on “Music and meaning: Alana Henderson

  1. Love this! I’ve thought of this dilemma before–that strange tension between how much I can control myself, and how much is God’s will. I think in general, I’ve come to accept that I can always do my best, but oftentimes the results are not up to me, and maybe that’s ok too. Sometimes I’m tempted to simply give up and think, “Well then, what’s the point?” but obviously that’s no way to live, and I’m not any happier for it. So as you say, “Try I go.” =) Let us press on together in this thing we call life.

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