Song Description
Ambiguous song about loss. Not clear whether it's death or loss of a love. But whichever, the singer wants to rise above it and benefit from having known the person she's singing about rather than getting all wrapped up in the loss.
| Song Length |
3:15 |
Genre |
Pop - General |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant, Peaceful |
Subject |
Telephone, Drugs |
| Similar Artists |
Phoebe Snow |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Music: Rick Cummins
Lyrics: Tom Toce
THE SWEETNESS IN THE AIR
There’s a snowfall, early April.
There’s an afghan on my chair.
There’s a picture from your childhood.
There’s a sweetness in the air.
With my eyes closed, I can see you now--
Or the watch coat you used to wear.
There’s not a dark cloud I can’t rise above
To the sweetness in the air.
I make no sound. I feel my fool way around.
I’ve always been among the strong ones.
I take all care. I know what the heart can bear.
I try to see myself as others see me,
Maybe it’s a kind of prayer.
And I always check what time it is,
Though I always know what time it is.
It’s an easy bead when time goes by so slow.
There’s a snowfall and a girl of ten
Making angels in the square.
There is coffee in my coffee urn.
There’s a sweetness, and it’s always there,
Because you once were here—
And always here—
Within the sweetness in the air.