Ben Howard- Gracious

Growing up in a society today, where it becomes frequently harder to find uniqueness in anything within a continuously experienced  'been there, seen that' culture, there are moments in life when you stumble upon something truly magical that represents the ability and power to connect with something.

 

What i personally love about Ben Howard; particularly in his song 'gracious' is his ability to metaphorically capture the beauty in stillness and isolation filling it with melodic echoes of his pure and individual voice. When i listen to Ben Howard, i'm brought back to memories of a child staring out the car window in the darkened light watching the desolated English country side flicker before my eyes embracing the shear beauty of  untouched nature and solitude, which for me is exactly what Ben Howard's voice and melodies convey; and coincidentally as frequently stated in his online biographies; 'making melodic rootsy folk music, with progressively darker lyrics'.

"Gracious"

How would you know?

When everything around you's changing like the weather,

A big black storm.

And where'd you turn to?

Or hide a ghost, a shadow at the most, would you let me know?

Cause I don't want to,

To trouble your mind with the childish design of how it all should go.

But I love you so,

When it all comes clear, when the wind is settled, I'll be here, you know.

Cause you said ours were the lighthouse towers

The sand upon that place

Darling I'll grow weary, happy still

With just the memory of your face

Gracious goes the ghost of you

And I will never forget the plans and the

Silhouettes you drew here and

Gracious goes the ghost of you

My dear

How would you know?

When everything around you's bruised and battered

Like the cold night storm.

And where would you turn to?

Or hide a ghost, a shadow at the most, would you tell me so?

Cause I, I adore you so

When it all comes clear, the wind is settled, I'll be here, you know.

Cause you said ours were the lighthouse towers

The sand upon that place

Darling I'll grow weary, happy still

With just the memory of your face

Gracious goes the ghost of you

And I will never forget the plans and the

Silhouettes you drew here and

Gracious goes the ghost of you

My dear

Gracious goes the ghost of you

And I will never forget the plans and the

Silhouettes you drew here and

Gracious goes the ghost of you

My dear