The message revealed in the lyrics

“Beneath this snowy mantle cold and clean
The unborn grass lies waiting
For its coat to turn to green
The snowbird sings the song he always sings
And speaks to me of flowers
That will bloom again in spring”

Read more: Anne Murray – Snowbird Lyrics | MetroLyrics

What fantastic imagery!  What promise!  What hope!

I used to hate this song by Anne Murray as a child.

As a child, I never really payed much attention to the lyrics.

The lyrics were just unnecessary details.

And unnecessary details included anything that I wasn’t interested in hearing.

I heard only what I wanted to hear and what involved me.

What involved me were affairs of a child, a teen, a young heart that was green.

A green heart is one that has not yet bloomed, not yet grown, not yet matured.

Maturity brings a bigger lens through which to see the bigger picture.

A bigger picture must always include other people and their lives.

The lives of others can only be seen when one steps out of one’s own life.

One’s own life is much more valuable when it is shared freely and completely.

A complete life is not pretty.  It can be messy.  But it is shared.

To share is to live, it is to be, it is divine.  It is sacred.

There is a sort of reverence in unborn grass – as there is in the soul that yearns for summer

I must wait.  The course of nature is not my own.  Yet, it speaks to me of spring.


What fantastic imagery comes to mind!  What promises I hold in my heart!  What hope does spring eternal!

I now love this song, Snowbird, by Anne Murray.

As an adult, I pay attention to the lyrics.

The lyrics are necessary details.

And I am interested in everything.

About inmycorner

This blog began as an opportunity to tell my Dad's stories. I sat with him and the computer and together we told stories. It was a wonderful way to get to know Dad. He was 9. He and Mom had a wonderful life together and since she passed away a year and a half before him - Dad was ready to join her. I no longer tell his stories but have found stories of my own. The impetus to resume this blog was the discovery that I had stage 4 ovarian cancer. Since blogging had been so therapeutic for my dad and I to get through our grief, I felt maybe this would be a good outlet to process my situation. I also hoped it may serve as an outreach to anyone else who is facing this very ominous journey. So far, so good.
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6 Responses to The message revealed in the lyrics

  1. Gwen K says:

    Interesting how our perspective changes as we gain more experience in life. Love the promise in this song too. Heard two voices singing at the same time – both yours and Anne’s with your Dad humming along in the background.

  2. I always went for lyrics the story set to music!

  3. kiwiskan says:

    Thanks – I always loved that song…so full of hope. Like ‘The Rose’

  4. Gallivanta says:

    Ah, my old friend Anne Murray. When my husband and I were newly married, we drove long distances across parts of Southern Africa. Anne Murray was our songstress on our journeys. I am sure I have a greater understanding of her lyrics now than I did then. Your words/lyrics are lovely, too.

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