Jewel - Amen

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[coopartsofcolors]

I will forever love this album. Jewel is totally spectacular. This album will forever be part of me.

[kylebrogmus]

Can we all just agree that her range is incredible.

[JWR]

Probably my favourite song on this album, followed closely by the other 13 tracks

[mtifftable]

This album was the soundtrack to my teens. 💖💖💖

[grazupe]

I can't tell you how much I miss you

[babylynncollateraldamage]

My mom died from using a dirty needle...( she fought drug addiction) for years. I can truly feel this song to the core of my being...

[michaelm]

Jewel singing is like an orgasm of the heart.

[elviraayra]

Es mi álbum favorito de JEWEL esta canción es especialmente hermosa, love her 😍

[lisahardy]

Who is still sobbing listening to this song in 2022?

[lauragoldenberg]

Your mother's child
But night lays you down
Hair aflame, wild look in your eyes
Naked belly to the ground
A forest fire
Nibbles at your veins
Crawls up your arm
Runs away with your mind
And burns dry thoughts like leaves
Amen

Eyes stare up
But something's in the way
In the Bible only angels have wings
And the rest must wait to be saved
A dry tongue
Screams at the sky
But the wind just breathes words in
As a strange bird tries to fly
Amen

Pieces of us die everyday
As though our flesh were hell
Such an injustice, as children we are told
That from God we fell
Where are my angels?
Where's my golden one?
And where is my hope
Now that my heroes have gone?
Some are being beaten
Some are being born
And some can't tell the difference anymore
Amen
Amen

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

[FreyjaFoxx.x]

I feel like this would make an absolutely amazing drag performance.

[michaelm]

I always thought "....night lays you down" was "....my blaze you doubt". It all equates "Where art thou, Lord? Why have you forsaken me?" This was the original song posted to 911 tribute. They changed it to "Hands". This is absolutely brutal to highly religious people I'd imagine. Jewels so soft and sensitive. To "go there" must have been so hard. I think the point is, if she can do it and survive, maybe I can. My experience is that religious people are often not as "religious" and inflexible as one may think. I tend to judge them harshly in my mind. But I'm actually really friendly so often a religious person and me establish a relationship because often religious people are social and friendly. They find out I don't believe in God and try to talk about it. I let them down lightly and never hear about it again. It turns out when a person is nice and friendly to a religious person over a period of time they gain worth and credit with the individual and these values impels the belief-holder to flex their previously inflexible religious beliefs to make way for opposing behavior. I'm a Democrat but 80% of my friends at work are Republicans. I don't let mere ideas divide me from positive character traits. It's actually really amazing. I can get to know people really well and then tell them I used to be a cat-burglar, smoked crack, and went to prison multiple times with a suicide attempt. Every single one was really excited about the story. They totally did not turn their back on me. When people get to know me they just don't care what I've done in the past. Oh, all this behavior stemmed from an adoption at 7 days old. I was nursed by my biological mother for that time. Then I was taken from her. Those eyes were lost and the new ones didn't fool me. Still this day if I could chose something I wish to see for the rest of my life only I would chose a pair of female eyes. So I could never trust in life. I have nothing to attach worth to. People can't be trusted and I'm a piece of trash. My mom didn't want me. My new mother could not leave my side. I literally exploded like an emotional time-bomb to attract attention or push people away. I'll stop here. I used to go under water in the warm bath and a swimming hole at 2 to 5. I wanted back in the womb. This is actually funny as hell. My mother used to have a bunch of ladies over to play cards/bridge. I was like 2 to 4. I would always seem to wind up under that table face deep in vagina. "Oh, my bad ladies. My ball bounced under the table again. I guess I'll HAVE to go under the table and get it, not that i'd WANT to. How could I even be a pervert at that point? It's simple Psychology. Jewel as a writer of poetry melded into song lyrics, as well as a deeply feeling/thinking woman is like, "This lady is already beautiful as a butter fly on the outside, now she's gonna be an Angle on the inside?" The first time I heard this voice I knew she was probably the closest approximation of an Angle I could find.