This week Jim Adams has set us the prompt Lost/ Found /Hide/ Seek. For our Song Lyric Sunday.
The first song that came to mind was Hide and Seek from Imogen Heap. Imogen Heap is an English singer songwriter who I have loved since my youngest son introduced her music to me in 1998 a year before I broke my back for the first time.
Now I was always taken by her amazing lyrics but what also strikes me about Immie is that not only can she write her own lyrics and music she can also play most instruments from brass , woodwind, strings, piano and drums. She used to dash about on stage using different keyboards, computers and instruments until she cleverly came up with her Mi.Mu gloves explained here.
Well now to the song I chose Hide and Seek. It was released in 2009. Why did I pick this particular song? Well that year I broke my back a second time, I actually smashed it to pieces and ended having three ops and being in hospital over a month. Imogen and her music got me through this time, the long nights the scary days and the threats of a wheelchair. When I came out of hospital I still had to learn to walk again and Immie’s music on my iPod shuffle got me through that time.
In fact I even emailed her and told her how much she had helped me. She sent me back a lovely email, sadly over the years I lost that email 😟
Right I have rambled on enough here is a song that means a lot to me. Here is a live version from her early days
Another of my favourite singer songwriter’s clever songs.
Hide and seek
Where are we? What the hell is going on? The dust has only just begun to fall, Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling. Spin me ’round again and rub my eyes. This can’t be happening. When busy streets amass with people Would stop to hold their heads heavy. Hide and seek. Trains and sewing machines. All those years they were here first. Oily marks appear on walls Where pleasure moments hung before. The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this still life. Hide and seek. Trains and sewing machines. (Oh, you won’t catch me around here) Blood and tears (hearts), They were here first. Mmm, what you say? Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did. Mmm, what you say? Mm, that it’s all for the best? Of course it is. Mmm, what you say? Mm, that it’s just what we need? And you decided this. What you say? Mmm, what did She say? Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth. Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs. Speak no feeling, no I don’t believe you. You don’t care a bit. You don’t care a bit. (hide and seek) Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth. Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs. (hide and seek) Speak no feeling, no I don’t believe you. You don’t care a bit. You don’t care a bit. (hide and seek) You don’t care a bit. You don’t care a bit. You don’t care a bit. (hide and seek) You don’t care a bit. You don’t care a bit.Where are we? What the hell is going on? The dust has only just begun to fall, Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling. Spin me ’round again and rub my eyes. This can’t be happening. When busy streets amass with people Would stop to hold their heads heavy. Hide and seek. Trains and sewing machines. All those years they were here first. Oily marks appear on walls Where pleasure moments hung before. The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this still life. Hide and seek. Trains and sewing machines. (Oh, you won’t catch me around here) Blood and tears (hearts), They were here first. Mmm, what you say? Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did. Mmm, what you say? Mm, that it’s all for the best? Of course it is. Mmm, what you say? Mm, that it’s just what we need? And you decided this. What you say? Mmm, what did She say? Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth. Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs. Speak no feeling, no I don’t believe you. You don’t care a bit. You don’t care a bit. (hide and seek) Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth. Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs. (hide and seek) Speak no feeling, no I don’t believe you. You don’t care a bit. You don’t care a bit. (hide and seek) You don’t care a bit. You don’t care a bit. You don’t care a bit. (hide and seek) You don’t care a bit. You don’t care a bit.
Here I stand head in hand Turn my face to the wall If she’s gone I can’t go on Feeling two-foot small Everywhere people stare Each and every day I can see them laugh at me And I hear them say Hey you’ve got to hide your love away Hey you’ve got to hide your love away How can I even try I can never win Hearing them, seeing them In the state I’m in How could she say to me Love will find a way Gather round all you clowns Let me hear you say Hey you’ve got to hide your love away Hey you’ve got to hide your love awayere I stand head in hand Turn my face to the wall If she’s gone I can’t go on Feeling two-foot small Everywhere people stare Each and every day I can see them laugh at me And I hear them say Hey you’ve got to hide your love away Hey you’ve got to hide your love away How can I even try I can never win Hearing them, seeing them In the state I’m in How could she say to me Love will find a way Gather round all you clowns Let me hear you say Hey you’ve got to hide your love away Hey you’ve got to hide your love away
