There’s A Long, Long Trail

Nights are growing very lonely,
Days are very long;
I’m a-growing weary only
List’ning for your song.
Old remembrances are thronging
Thro’ my memory.
Till it seems the world is full of dreams
Just to call you back to me.

There’s a long, long trail a-winding
Into the land of my dreams,
Where the nightingales are singing
And a white moon beams:
There’s a long, long night of waiting
Until my dreams all come true;
Till the day when I’ll be going down
That long, long trail with you.

All night long I hear you calling,
Calling sweet and low;
Seem to hear your footsteps falling,
Ev’ry where I go.
Tho’ the road between us stretches
Many a weary mile.
I forget that you’re not with me yet,
When I think I see you smile.

There’s a long, long trail a-winding
Into the land of my dreams,
Where the nightingales are singing
And a white moon beams:
There’s a long, long night of waiting
Until my dreams all come true;
Till the day when I’ll be going down
That long, long trail with you.


There’s something about the simplicity of this song that breaks my heart. Even more terrible when you think of the soldiers who sung this around the campfire and meant every word.

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petrichor

Monthly mixtape is an idea that Eve from “Twist in the Taile” and Evi from “Adventuring Through Pages” came up with, which involves them publishing monthly prompt words which are meant to act as themes for playlists. This month’s prompt is “petrichor”, which is usually defined as:

The smell of earth after rain.

I wanted to share the history of this word. Although it’s a comparatively modern word, its origins are very interesting and add a lot more depth to our understanding of it.

Two Australian researchers,  Isabel Joy Bear and Richard Thomas, had been researching the cause behind the widely observed phenomenon of the “after-rain-smell”, that very nature-y, rather pleasant smell that occurs after rainfall. There’s actually a scientific reason behind it, which this article explains pretty simply. If you want a summarised version, this article does too. The original name for this smell was actually “argillaceous odour”, but Thomas and Bear did not favour it on the grounds that it carried the:

“…unwarranted implication that the phenomenon is restricted to clays or argillaceous materials.”

– I J Bear and R G Thomas, The Nature of Argillaceous Odour in Nature, 7 March 1964

Thus, they suggested petrichor, which is a portmanteau of petri (Greek for “stone”) and ichor, which in Greek mythology refers to “the ethereal fluid that is the blood of the gods and/or immortals” (thanks Wikipedia). A beautiful name for an interesting phenomenon, and one that effectively captures its essence.

This is really quite a reach, but existence of such a poetic word for a biological phenomenon is proof to me that the sciences and arts (although many belonging to both camps may not agree) are not and should not be seen as separate entities but rather two closely interlinked fields that, used together, help us see the world in a clearer light. Argillaceous odour conveys nothing to the layman, but the ethereal lilt of petrichor interests and helps him understand the essence of the scientists’ discovery without having to navigate obscure scientific terminology.

Playlist
1) Please Don’t Say You Love Me – Gabrielle Aplin
2) There’s Only one of You – Nathan Skyes
3) When You Love Someone – James TW
3) Sick of Losing Soulmates – dodie
4) Lucky – Jason Mraz, Colbie Callet
5) Thank God for the Summertime – Ben Rector
6) Encore une Historie – Margot Avril
7) Oxygène – Margaux Avril
8) Das Haus mit dem Basketballkorb – EMMA6

Yay! That was fun.

Whole Heart – Brandon Heath

Well I called your name a long time ago
And you sprung a well from a heart of stone
But I was careful then what I let you see
Only thought you wanted the best of me

Pre-chorus
The less I trust you, the less I grow
The more you love me, the more I know
I don’t have to be afraid to show all of me, all of me

Chorus
Where there’s hurting
You show me what healing can do
Where there’s hatred
You show me how kindness can move
Where there’s fear deep inside
I won’t run, I won’t hide
I’ll give you all of me
So that you can see
Every broken piece and open up my
Whole heart, whole heart
And love you with my
Whole heart, whole heart
My whole heart

So I’m ready now, gonna let you in
All the way to the scars beneath my skin
And you don’t look away ’cause you understand
And you hold my heart with a gentle hand, oh

Chorus
Where there’s hurting
You show me what healing can do
Where there’s hatred
You show me how kindness can move
Where there’s fear deep inside
I won’t run, I won’t hide
I’ll give you all of me
So that you can see
Every broken piece and open up my
Whole heart, whole heart
And love you with my
Whole heart, whole heart
My whole heart

Pre-Chorus
The less I trust you, the less I grow
The more you love me, the more I know
I don’t have to be afraid to show all of me, all of me

Chorus
Where there’s hurting
Where there’s sorrow and shame
Enter into the pain
Where there’s hurting
You show me what healing can do
Where there’s hatred
You show me how kindness can move
Where there’s fear deep inside
I won’t run, I won’t hide
I’ll give you all of me
So that you can see
Every broken piece and open up my
Whole heart, whole heart

And love you with my
Whole heart, whole heart
I’ll love you with my whole heart
My whole heart