self in song

i was tagged by S over at modern-guilt.com to do a post featuring a song that you feel accurately represents your personality and style. it was really hard for me honestly, because i think at the very heart of it i'm not so sure the two always jive for me. 

alot of times my personality is like a bear who really just longs for hibernation and my style is like a little girl waiting for the first day of school. 

well, the first song i chose is the first one that came to my head when i saw i'd been tagged and the one i'd say is closest to my heart - i sing it to soothe myself almost daily: 

"undo" by bjork

it's not meant to be a strife

it's not meant to be a struggle uphill

you're trying too hard

surrender

give yourself in

you're trying too hard

you're trying too hard

it's not meant to be a strife

it's not meant to be a struggle uphill

sweetly

to enjoy

it's not meant to be a strife

it's not meant to be a struggle uphill

it's warmer now : lean into it

unfold in a generous way

surrender

surrender

undo

it's not meant to be a strife

it's not meant to be a struggle uphill

i'm praying 

to be

in a generous mode

the kindness kind

the kindness kind

to share me

quietly ecstatic

it's not meant to be a strife

it's not meant to be a struggle uphill

undo

 

undo: if you're bleeding

undo: if you're sweating

undo: if you're crying

undo

(u n r a v e l)

and then the second song i chose because not only does it feature my name, but it's fabulous song writing - poetic and graceful. and it might just tell a little secret about why i need the first song too - the duality of the sleeping bear and teeming child.

"margaret vs. pauline" by neko case

everything's so easy for pauline

everthing's so easy for pauline

ancient strings set feet a light to speed to her such mild grace

no monument of tacky gold

they smoothed her hair with cinnamon waves

and they placed an ingot in her breast to burn cool and collected

fate holds her firm in its cradle and then rolls her for tender pause to savor

everything's so easy for pauline

girl with the parking lot eyes

margaret is the fragments of a name

her bravery mistaken for the thrashing in the lake

of the make-believe monster whose picture was faked

margaret is the fragments of a name

her love pours like a fountain

her love steams like rage

her jaw aches from wanting and she's sick from cholrine

but she'll never be as clean

as the cool side of satin, pauline

two girls ride the blue line

two girls walk down the same street

one left her sweater sittin' on the train

the other lost three fingers at the cannery

everything's so easy for pauline

now i "tag" buoy and theclotheshorse and thriftcandy - but only if you feel like it! no pressure.