Galleriet: Behind the Music - 'Send Me Your Daughter'

‘Send Me Your Daughter’ is the third song on the EP, and also its title track.

 

While I was writing this EP, someone dear to me passed away. She was a teacher and a mentor who touched many lives, mine included, and her sudden passing came as a shock. I will forever remember her as a beaming, bright-eyed and remarkably generous person who came into my life and bathed me in selfless encouragement during what was, for me, a very difficult time. Through her direct acts of kindness, diligent focus and unrelenting motivation, I recuperated, learned and grew. She was much too young to go and her passing left me with a flux of emotions.

 

When she passed, I had already begun work on the song that was to become ‘Send Me Your Daughter’, but I had not yet written the lyrics. The spirit of the song was already grappling with meditations on the passing of time, the inevitability of everything’s end and the bittersweet melancholy of life in relation to death. Now I had a new layer of experience that inevitably was to make its way into the song.

 

My teacher had a daughter who is a little bit younger than me. In the days after her passing I thought a lot about her daughter. I knew they were very close. That’s how the lyric, “Send me your daughter”, was born.

 

As a whole, the song isn’t directed at any one person. Rather, it’s an attempt at putting words on my own fear of running out of time with those I love. There are still so many questions to which I have no answers.

 

The song means a lot to me and it felt natural to let the EP take its name.

 

Listen to ‘Send Me Your Daughter’ in its entirety on Spotify, Bandcamp, or any of the other streaming platforms. Or check it out below. Scroll down for the full lyrics.

 

 

‘Send Me Your Daughter’

 

I've got a secret 

I'd rather you not know 

So many answers that I forgot 

 

Who's that man in the frame? 

 

A racket, then quiet 

A threshold before it's gone 

 

Send me your daughter 

To learn what I know 

Tell her it's nothing 

Tell her it's fine 

Tell her, don't be afraid 

 

A racket, then quiet 

A moment then over 

 

I've got a secret 

I'd rather you not know 

So many answers that I forgot 

 

What stays when nothing remains? 

 

A racket, then quiet 

A moment, then over