The Feel of the World In Your Hands

Occasionally, a story, or poem, or song will move me beyond what it reasonably should.

This heart of mine is tuned to a strange frequency, but sometimes I find just the right point of resonance in an unexpected place.

I’m a big fan of Tift Merritt’s music. I enjoy all of her albums. I got to see her, along with Simone Dinnerstein, in Tampa last year.  But there is something about this song, The Feel of the World, that consistently tugs at my sentimental soul. Especially when she sings, “I picture you now, you are beautiful, you are golden, Just like you were when you thought no one was looking. Time will take care of you, love. Time will take care of you…”

I thought I would share it with you.

The lyrics are below. You can buy the mp3 of the original album version or the version recorded with Simone Dinnerstein. (Or, buy both of the albums…)

Listen here: 

The Feel of the World
Tift Merritt, See You On The Moon

I’ll tell you what I will miss –
California and horses,
Down by the sailboats where we waded in,
The feel of the world in my hands, in my hands,
The feel of the world in my hands.

And still so many ways that I love the wind –
From a storm in the sails to the breath on your lips,
It’s such a little thing, then again, then again,
The feel of the world in your hands, in your hands,
The feel of the world in your hands, in your hands.

Just like the Sunday we drove out from Houston,
Out to the edge of the world, out where the sky starts to bend,
After awhile in the sun, you’ll be sleeping, sleeping.

I picture you now – you are beautiful, you are golden,
Just like you were when you thought no one was looking.
Time will take care of you, love. Time will take care of you, love.
I will take care of you, love, again, again,
The feel of the world in my hands, in my hands,
The feel of the world in my hands, in my hands.