Look for the Good

This song is a note to self: “Look for the Good”

They say to write what you know. But what if you don’t want to talk about it?

So what’s going on? My husband has several health challenges, and caregiving takes up the bulk of my day.

I have been having trouble writing or painting. Unfortunately, I don’t process life well when I’m not creative, so I decided to carve out time by getting up super early and creating before he gets up.

Usually, when songs come to me, they consume me for days, and I put everything aside until they are done. But this song was different.

Way different!

This song emerged in May, and I couldn’t face it. Every morning, I would wake up with the chorus in my mind’s ear, but I let the day get away from me and didn’t do anything with it.

Thankfully, it was persistent. The bulk of the lyrics came at the end of June. In July, I fleshed it out on the guitar and decided it was better suited for the piano.

“Look for the Good” is a lovely note to self. I’m so glad it didn’t give up on me!

LYRICS:

Look for the Good

By Shannon Grissom

Walker rattle and lidocaine

Some masks on and some refrained

A sea of people bent over their phones

High tide for white coats and stethoscopes

An ancient man docked to my right

Followed by his patient wife

I wondered about their lives, and I guess I was gawkin’                                       

His wife read my mind and started talkin’

She said

He’d ring that bell at the county fair

Hug you after a bad nightmare

Fix anything that didn’t have a prayer

Calm you down when things weren’t fair

You’ve gotta

Look for the good when you remember

I never thought I would be a nurse

Sometimes the worse it gets better

Sometimes the better it  gets worse

Look for the good

He fought the battle and hydroplaned

Some mind gone and some remained

A steep hill climb but he’s not alone

She carries his pillows and overcoat

I admired that they kept the fight

For what was left of his life

As their number was called, I guess I was still gawkin’

The wife shook her head and started walking

She said

He’d ring that bell at the county fair

Hug you after a bad nightmare

Fix anything that didn’t have a prayer

Calm you down when things weren’t fair

You’ve gotta

Look for the good when you remember

I never thought I would be a nurse

Sometimes the worse it gets better

Sometimes the better, it gets worse

Look for the good

For richer

For poorer

For better

For worse

She hunts down the blessings

When she wants to curse

You’ve  got to

Look for the good when you remember

I never thought I would be a nurse

Sometimes the worse it gets better

Sometimes the better it gets worse

Look for the

Look for the

Look for the

Look for the good