This song is an analogy for the fragile but resilient nature of hope. The flame of a campfire in a storm becomes a metaphor for the human spirit: while external factors can make things difficult, you have to be the one to tend to your own fire. This song is a quiet promise to yourself to keep that flame burning, no matter how much the world tries to extinguish it.

[Verse 1]
Some are given kindling, a stack of bone-dry wood,
While I began with nothing, just the dirt where I stood.
But then I found a piece of pine, a handful of grace,
To give this fragile burning, a solid, hopeful place.
So I crouch here in the black night, with my hands against the stone,
Feeding the flickering flame, I refuse to be alone.

[Chorus]
Oh, the flame of hope, it dances in the dark,
A light that keeps on shining, igniting every spark.
No matter how the storm rages, or the shadows try to creep,
This fire keeps on burning, my heart, it will not sleep.

[Verse 2]
The storm has its own language, a voice that wants to cease,
This tender, fragile burning, would love to find release.
The wind comes in a shiver, a breath that tries to kill,
But it won't be the master of my own stubborn will.
I wrap my dreams around it, like a blanket made of love,
This flicker is my compass, guiding me from above.

[Chorus]
Oh, the flame of hope, it dances in the dark,
A light that keeps on shining, igniting every spark.
No matter how the storm rages, or the shadows try to creep,
This fire keeps on burning, my heart, it will not sleep.

[Bridge]
The winds may take the ashes, the rain may try to drown,
But this is my own burning, the hope I've carried down.
With every match I strike, I'm lighting pathways back,
To the joy and the laughter, that fills this empty track.

[Verse 3]
In the quiet of the evening, when the world begins to fade,
I'll gather 'round my fire, and let my soul cascade.
For it needs no other witness, no one else to see,
This small, quiet fire is all that's left of me.
I’ll sing my song of courage, in every whispered tone,
With the flame of love beside me, I'll never be alone.

[Chorus]
Oh, the flame of hope, it dances in the dark,
A light that keeps on shining, igniting every spark.
No matter how the storm rages, or the shadows try to creep,
This fire keeps on burning, my heart, it will not sleep.

[Outro]
So let it flicker brightly, let it light the way ahead,
With the flame of hope beside me, I have a life to lead.
Through the hard times and the struggles, my spirit refuses to bend,
For within this burning ember, I know my heart will mend.

Flame of Hope

This song is born from a life-altering event in 2016, being resuscitated after a cardiac arrest. The lyrics are a heartfelt answer to a question we all get asked, "How are you?" With a new perspective, the song declares that "every day is a good day," a simple yet profound truth. It’s a testament to the fact that facing a life-threatening event can bring a newfound appreciation for the small moments and the simple act of being alive.

[Verse 1]
When the sun arises, shining so bright,
I step into the morning with everything feeling right.
They ask me how I am, with a smile, I say,
Every day is a good day, come what may.
In the breeze of the moment, I feel alive,
Got a heart full of love, and a soul that thrives.
Resuscitated in 2016, a miracle rather true,
Now I dance to the rhythm, feeling brand new.

[Chorus]
Every day is a good day, that's my vibe,
Living in the moment, feel the good in the tribe.
Every heartbeat's a blessing, counting each and every ray,
With love in my spirit, every day is a good day.

[Verse 2]
I remember the struggle, when shadows came near,
Lost in the dark, facing all of my fears.
But light found a way, shone through the pain,
Now holding on tight, I’ll never complain.
So I rise from the ashes, stand tall like a tree,
With roots running deep, I am finally free.
Every laugh, every tear, like a song that I sing,
Living life to the fullest, feeling every little thing.

[Chorus]
Every day is a good day, that's my vibe,
Living in the moment, feel the good in the tribe.
Every heartbeat's a blessing, counting each and every ray,
With love in my spirit, every day is a good day.

[Bridge]
So when the storms roll in, and the clouds cover the skies,
I’ll keep my head high, see the sunshine in my eyes.
For every setback's a lesson, turning pain into gain,
Through all of the struggles, I’ll never be the same.
I’ve got friends all around, sharing laughter and cheer,
With every note of reggae, I’m feeling sincere.
We lift each other up, one love in the air,
With a strong positive beat, negating despair.

[Verse 3]
Now I move with the rhythm, let the music unite,
From city to city, oh what a sweet sight.
So when life beckons, and they ask how I feel,
I reply with conviction, oh it’s so real.
Through valleys and mountains, with love as my guide,
I’m dancing in harmony, with the world by my side.
So when tomorrow comes and the sun paints the way,
I’ll shout it out loud, every day is a good day.

[Outro]
So keep on asking, I’ll keep on saying,
With positivity flowing, love is what I’m portraying.
As I walk through the world, feeling joy come what may,
With a smile on my face, I know, every day is a good day.

Every Day is a Good Day

This song is an honest look at a struggle many people can identify with. It begins with the simple desire to take the edge off and finds a friend in a glass. But it's also a sobering reflection on the moment you realise that "friend" has become a master, a puppet-master pulling your strings. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of losing control and waking up to the consequences. Ultimately, the song explores a painful but universal question: "Are you holding the glass, or is the glass holding you?"

[Verse 1]
Pour another glass, just to take the edge off,
The world's a little sharp, a little too defined.
This amber liquid, it's a gentle lullaby,
A way to press the pause button in my mind.
It's a comfort in the quiet, a friend on lonely nights,
It helps me talk a little louder, helps me find the lights.

[Chorus]
'Cause it's a good servant, a hand I can hold,
A way to unwind when the story gets old.
It's a whisper in the glass, a truth I can face,
A temporary refuge, a change of pace.
But it's a poor master, a shadow that grows,
A debt that you owe, with every ounce that you pour.
It starts taking over, until you can't be free,
Just a puppet on a string, for all the world to see.

[Verse 2]
Woke up in the morning with a fog in my head,
Can't quite remember all the things that were said.
Another broken promise, another blurry line,
Lost the thread of thought, just passing through time.
Heated conversations that turn into a blur,
Chasing shadows in the dim light, no longer sure.
But the taste still lingers, like a bittersweet kiss,
In a dance with my demons, it's hard to miss.

[Chorus]
'Cause it's a good servant, a hand I can hold,
A way to unwind when the story gets old.
It's a whisper in the glass, a truth I can face,
A temporary refuge, a change of pace.
But it's a poor master, a shadow that grows,
A debt that you owe, with every ounce that you pour.
It starts taking over, until you can't be free,
Just a puppet on a string, for all the world to see.

[Bridge]
I’ve danced in its rhythm, swayed to its tune,
In the glow of the bar lights, howling at the moon.
But when the dawn breaks, and the light floods in,
I’m left with the echoes of where I’ve been.
So I take a deep breath, and I count to ten,
Knowing I have to find my way back again.

[Chorus]
'Cause it's a good servant, a hand I can hold,
A way to unwind when the story gets old.
It's a whisper in the glass, a truth I can face,
A temporary refuge, a change of pace.
But it's a poor master, a shadow that grows,
A debt that you owe, with every ounce that you pour.
It starts taking over, until you can't be free,
Just a puppet on a string, for all the world to see.

[Outro]
So I'll tread carefully on this winding road,
With each sip, remember the weight of the load.
It serves me well, yet pulls me down too fast,
In the end, it’s a dance that I hope won’t last.

Good Servant, Poor Master

Switching from journaling to poetry and now lyrics for songs. A natural evolution for my experiences and reflections.

Every Day is a Good Day

Seamus Connolly

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