: Music Samples
Every Day
(Hungrytown)
© 2001 Rebecca Hall.
This is one of my favorite songs from Sunday Afternoon. I must admit that I wrote it when I was still in the throes of my day job in NYC, and feeling beaten down and depressed. I tried to remember better days, wondering how to return to some earlier feeling of confidence and well-being. On Sunday Afternoon, the song features only piano and vocals. We later worked up a two-guitar and harmony-vocal arrangement that suited our live act. The song ended up sounding so different that we decided to re-record it for Hungrytown. RH
Every day I'm waiting for a sign to take me to the place where it all began.
I see birds like omens flying down so low
Looking for a dry place to land.
And I try to return to the place where I grew
But it's so high above me now
I can't pull myself through.
In the deepest ocean lies a seabed meadow where the purest wildflowers grow
Through a velvet forest sails a ship that drifted there
A thousand years ago.