Story Behind The Song
A desperation prayer to an unknown entity, requesting that the many cherish-worthy things that we are squandering be made available (in a future attempt at life) to people who will appreciate them and not take them for granted.
Song Description
A desperation prayer to an unknown entity.
| Song Length |
8:52 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Pop - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Very Slow (Under 70) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Moving, Heartbreaking |
Subject |
Existence, General |
| Similar Artists |
Arlo Guthrie, Bob Dylan |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
To Whom It May Concern
To whom it may concern
Preferably someone
Who can make things happen
Please, please remember
The golden amber
I saw this past August
While in green mountains
Yellow sun riding high
In the blue summer sky
Shining down past my shoulders
Into clear running water
To make dancing patterns
On the sand at the bottom
Please, let there be colors like these
The next time around
To whom it may concern
Preferably someone
With power to set things in motion
Please, please do not forget
The sounds that I heard
When I sat by the ocean
The waves that came gently
In rhythmic perfection
In time with the ages
The wind in the beach grass
Rising and falling
The sea birds calling
And children laughing
With profound jubilation
Please, let there be sounds like these
The next time around
To whom it may concern
Hopefully someone
In control of creation
Please preserve in your memory
All of the feelings
I had when my wife
Held me closely and told me
We should partner for life
And the feelings that happen
When my son runs to greet me
And asks me to hold him
Please know that some tried
To keep their hearts tender
And prevent them from hardening
Against those who are different
Please, let there be feelings like these
The next time around
To whom it may concern
Preferably someone
With power to set things in motion
Please, I know I'm a small voice
I've never done one thing
You'd consider important
Or even slightly significant
But please let me tell you
If you're even there
And if you are, if you're listening
And if you are, if you care
There are some who are grateful
For the gifts you've provided
And are terribly sorry
That we've spoiled them so badly
You may decide not to
Forgive or assist us
But please don't withhold beauty
And don't hold back your bounty
When you plan the next planet
Perhaps they'll be different
And will learn how to live there
So as not to destroy it
Please, let there be colors
Let there be music
Let there be feelings like love
The next time around