Thursday, September 19, 2013

The Story Behind the Song: BREATHING



With so many people asking about the stories behind our songs, I’ve been thinking about sharing them on this blog for quite some time.  Today, the Harvest Moon, seems like a good time start.  These posts will most likely be sporadic, but over time we will share the stories of our songs – the meanings behind them, how they came to be, what inspired them.  



BREATHING – The story behind the song.



On September 19, 2003, Brian lost his best friend in a car accident.  Marnie Gilbert was a vibrant young mother and an incredibly strong and loving woman who touched many lives.  She lives on in hearts of her children and the memories of those who were lucky enough to know and love her.  Brian wrote this song for her.  It describes the accident from three different viewpoints, almost simultaneously.

BREATHING 

(lyrics by Brian Bonell, music by Brian and Leisl Bonell)

The truck how it rolled as it tried to swerve
Fear in her eyes as the whole world turned upside down
Her mind went blank as it all spun all around
The crash and the bang,
Glass shattering
Now lay quiet and still as the chaos ensued
The whole confused scene that was desperate indeed
She laid there and she looked,
As her as her eyes took in
There was breathing.

Off in the distance, the siren’s song started.
It trickled and tumbled and cleared out the haze.
People were standing, and then there was screaming,
the wailing was coming from deep down inside of her
Blood on the ground,
Glass all around
But, why was her truck sitting there upside down?
She looked to the left and was frightened to see
Was she breathing?

Crashing and crumbling and speeding and tumbling and turning and crashing and spinning and fumbling and skidding and yelling and cursing and sliding and turning and turning and turning and spinning

They picked up the scene and took her from me
As the sun in the sky had just finished setting
This whole scattered dream, wasn’t real, could it be?
Mixed with the blood and death and ruin
We only just left to go get some food
We were hungry and it, was late in the evening
This simplest of tasks had just taken her life
She’s not breathing

Off in the distance, the siren’s song started
It trickled and tumbled and cleared out the haze.
People were standing, and then there was screaming,
the wailing was coming from deep down inside of her
Blood on the ground,
Glass all around
But, why was her truck sitting there upside down?
She looked to the left and was frightened to see
She stopped breathing.