Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,

and I say it’s all right

 

Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter

Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun

and I say it’s all right

 

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces

Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun

and I say it’s all right

 

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes…

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes…

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes…

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes…

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes…

 

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting

Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,

and I say it’s all right

It’s all right

(George Harrison)

 

This is one of my rock-out-in-the-car-by-myself songs. Where I sing loudly (and badly), and dance a bit, and hope that no one’s really looking (and if they are, who really cares?).

This is one of my feel-good songs, my the-world-is-a-great-place songs, my every-cloud-has-a-silver-lining songs. And I should be listening to it on loop right now, because I need an infusion of that hopeful and bright energy.

Today is yet another overcast day. I am downright hungry for sunshine. Yesterday morning, as I blearily stumbled out of slumber, I blinked several times in confusion, as I tried to determine the source of the glow illuminating my living room…it was sunshine. And yesterday, I got a little taste of what we’ve all been missing, and I want more.

I want to shake off this malaise that’s been pressing down on me. I want to cast off this pall and get motivated to do something, go somewhere, change something, create something.

Prescription? The Beatles – obnoxiously loudly – sung at the top of my lungs until I believe the words I’m singing. Anyone care to join? All together now….

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