Unwritten natasha bedingfield lyrics
Okay, that’s pretty much all I have to say for this week, but I hope you enjoyed going back to 2004 with me. I will not apologize for how corny that sounded. Overall, I think why this song will probably be a favorite of mine forever is because of the lyrics and how it reminds me to live my life to the fullest. This song is doling out some serious wisdom, even if it’s not necessarily telling a story or a narrative, which we all know I absolutely love in songs (see my last two posts where I mention this). At least, that’s the image I see with these words.Īnd then Natasha comes in with some wisdom saying we’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes and how she can’t live this way, and then we’re swooped back into the catchy chorus for the rest of the song.
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In the second verse, she does the same thing with moving back and forth with literal and figurative language, but she does it in like a mini scene with the first line, saying, “sometimes my tries/ are outside the lines”.Įveryone remembers coloring a picture as little kid, with crayons or colored pencils or markers and trying to stay in the lines but ultimately failing the first couple times until you’re on your 10th try and you’ve finally figured out how to stay inside. I can’t tell you how many times I will hear this song and instantly jam out because it still hasn’t gotten old. Maybe by now, in 2017, it’s a bit of a cliche, but back in 2004 it was sort of new and refreshing. What’s done here in the last part of the chorus is so nice, moving from the figurative to the literal and back again, is so nice because you can see it happening. Reaching for something, feeling rain on your skin, and no one else knowing what you have to say, and then it moves back into the metaphor when Natasha sings, “Drench yourself in words unspoken/ Live your life with arms wide open/ Today is where your book begins/ The rest is still unwritten.”īruh. We are hit with so many sensory details, like woah. Staring at a blank page grasping for words to write, but instead doing something else to help you find these words, and in this case, it’s opening up a dirty window. Then we get to the pre-chorus, which every writer of any sort can relate to. We can see the singer, aka Natasha, trying to write with a pen in her hand, and it’s a nice metaphor that she starts with by saying she herself is unwritten but then transitioning to scene and literal meanings. So with the first verse it’s real short and simple, but it gets to the point and is a really nice scene. We’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can’t live that way I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined I’m pretty sure my tweets were only liked because she might have a function to like anything using the word “unwritten”? I don’t know.īut if that’s the case, everything I tweet should be liked since my username on Twitter is unwrittenBritt (that was a nudge to go follow me because I’m cool I have a nice, handy little button at the bottom of the page with the link to my Twitter).Īnyway, to commemorate our brief besties friendship, I’ve decided to go back and look at her song “Unwritten” because I like the lyrics, and I think they’re smart, but also just because. All I know, is I have proof that she did like my tweets at one point in time, even if now she’s unliked the tweets or whatever (I checked and now the likes are gone?). I think the last three images are out of order but it doesn’t really matter. We were practically besties for those brief moments. Yes, you heard me correctly: Natasha Bedingfield was liking my tweets, from her verified Twitter account. it makes me think of looking into the sunshine and embracing what`s ahead.Last week or so, Natasha Bedingfield was liking my tweets. "we`ve been conditioned to not make mistakes. she is stating that she is giving herself permission to not be perfect (just like when a child is told to color inside the lines) her tries are outside the lines. We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way"Īgain, figures of speech. "I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines essentially, she needs to embrace and accept the words that she is not only about to write but these same words that haven`t yet been spoken outloud either.to do this she must live her life in the moment so if her life is still "unwritten", then it stands to reason she also needs to HEAR the same "words unspoken". the "unwritten" word versus the "unspoken" word. We've been conditioned to not make mistakes Sometimes my tries, are outside the lines, yeah