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Groundhog Day
Groundhog Day is an American folk-tradition which is a worn-down remnant of an older European tradition which, while not directly related, occupies the same slot in the year-wheel as the Celtic Imbolc. It's also a surreal movie in which Bill Murray plays a disaffected weatherman who must live the same day over and over. This song pulls the concept of the movie together with the themes of Imbolc — the turning of winter towards spring, the stirring of the frozen heart towards hope.
lyrics and music by Benjamin Newman
listen to this song
lyrics and music by Benjamin Newman
listen to this song
/ G - C D / / / /
If I had this day to live over
I don't know how I'd spend the time
A weather-watcher who's sick of the weather
Soul snowed in by this frozen clime
But if I had this day to live over
I might help others as chance affords
What's the cost of just one kind gesture?
I surely can spare a few friendly words
/ C - D Em / C - - D / 1st / C G D G /
When I woke up I looked at my shadow
Rolled over once and went back to sleep
But now, though snow still covers the meadow
There's something waking up way down deep
If I had this day to live over
I could spend it learning to play
Songs that stir my soul to remember
The hopeful spark of the brightening days
And if I had this day to live over
I could be be beamish instead of just nice
Spreading joy to my brothers and sisters
Carving wonder out of the ice
I think I must have been scared of my shadow
I almost decided to stay in bed
But now, though snow still lies thick on the meadow
Seeds are sprouting inside my head
If I had this day to live over
I would spend it all with you
Light comes back from the darkness of winter
Hearts come back to a love that's true
Once I used to be scared of my shadow
Shut my doors and stayed safe inside
Now snow lies bright on the moonlit meadow
I run to the windows and fling them wide