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Draw a bird. Name ten things you’re looking forward to. Write about who or what or where is home to you... Scribbled Pleas is a book of lyrics by singer-songwriter Mia Stegner, filled with unique prompts designed to inspire creative expression and self-reflection. A storyteller at heart, author Mia Stegner views songwriting as an avenue to ask questions, seek answers, and ponder both personal and collective pieces of the human experience. Learn more at www.MiaStegner.com
Produced by the talented Marin Ishida, Castles is a long-winded, lyric-driven, bittersweet toast to the quiet kids. The song begins by detailing my internal battle between comfort and growth, between living authentically and avoiding anxiety. The rest of the song loops in other "characters" who may be feeling the same way. Lyrics below.
lyrics
I know that I shouldn’t care for you
I know I should push you from the nest and beg you to fly
But I am here for you, I know in my heart I won’t leave
I’ll bring you food and water, I’ll protect you from the slaughter
No conditions, no limits, not from me
They say that boats don’t belong in the harbor
But I’ve learned to sail in the sand
You know it’s just pretend, but I have built castles here
I know my way around, I’ve dug a moat to trap the fear
My castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, I’ve had sips
I can taste it, I can reach out, I can graze it
Just barely, I can feel it at my fingertips
I’ll tell you everything that’s going on
I’ll tell you about the world so you don’t have to face it
And despite your vague objections, let’s pretend that it’s protection
Lonely means safe, just embrace it
It’s conscious and scary, this battle, I’m very
Concerned that I might never win
Medication, meditation, all the steps that I’m takin’
Some days I don’t know where they’re leadin’
My castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, I’ve had sips
I can taste it, I can reach out, I can graze it
Just barely, I can feel it at my fingertips
Introverted quiet smart girl - you sat next to her in math
She gets her work done, faster than everyone
But it’s because she doesn’t chat
Her castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, she’s had sips
She can taste it, she can reach out, she can graze it
Just barely, she can feel it at her fingertips
He overthinks, and by the time he has something to say
The relevant topic is miles away
He cares too much about what other people think
And he is much better with paper and ink
When there’s time to revise and to think
Because even on his good days, he’s hesitant to speak
His castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, he’s had sips
He can taste it, he can reach out, he can graze it
Just barely, he can feel it at his fingertips
You’d love to exude lots of kindness and sunlight
But you just don’t have the energy, to always be bright
When it’s rare that you talk, then the things you do say
Must be perfect, must be worth it, must last you through the day
Your castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, you’ve had sips
You can taste it, you can reach out, you can graze it
Just barely, you can feel it at your fingertips
They may or may not show you a piece of their mind
But if you do see inside, you will probably find
They want to know if you’re nice out of respect or out of pity
They’ve got all of these thoughts in their mouth; they just don’t reach the air
Their castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, they’ve had sips
They can taste it, they can reach out, they can graze it
Just barely, they can feel it at their fingertips
And depending on the timing and the trust and the day
They may or may not want to give it away
But if you catch them at a good time, they might say
I don't like my default
Because my default isn't me
I don't like the way I am
It isn't who I want to be
I don't like my default
'Cause my default isn't me
I don't like the way I am
It isn't who I want to be
Our castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, we’ve had sips
We can taste it, we can reach out, we can graze it
Just barely, we can feel it at our fingertips
Our castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, we’ve had sips
We can taste it, we can reach out, we can graze it
Just barely, we can feel it at our fingertips
credits
from Purple Door,
released September 7, 2019
Produced by Marin Ishida
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