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Going Back to 2004: Why Natasha Bedingfield’s “Unwritten” Will Forever Be A Favorite Song

Last week or so, Natasha Bedingfield was liking my tweets. Yes, you heard me correctly: Natasha Bedingfield was liking my tweets, from her verified Twitter account.

We were practically besties for those brief moments.

Here’s the proof:

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I think the last three images are out of order but it doesn’t really matter. All I know, is I have proof that she did like my tweets at one point in time, even if now she’s unliked the tweets or whatever (I checked and now the likes are gone???). I’m pretty sure my tweets were only liked because she might have a function to like anything using the word “unwritten”? I don’t know.

But if that’s the case, everything I tweet should be liked since my username on Twitter is unwrittenBritt (that was a nudge to go follow me because I’m cool; I have a nice, handy little button at the bottom of the page with the link to my Twitter).

Anyway, to commemorate our brief besties friendship, I’ve decided to go back and look at her song “Unwritten” because I like the lyrics, and I think they’re smart, but also just because.
Verse 1
I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined

I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, oh, oh

Verse 2
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines

We’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can’t live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, yeah, yeah

Okay. So with the first verse it’s real short and simple, but it gets to the point and is a really nice scene. We can see the singer, aka Natasha, trying to write with a pen in her hand, and it’s a nice metaphor that she starts with by saying she herself is unwritten but then transitioning to scene and literal meanings.

Then we get to the pre-chorus, which every writer of any sort can relate to. Staring at a blank page grasping for words to write, but instead doing something else to help you find these words, and in this case, it’s opening up a dirty window.

Then comes the chorus and BAM. We are hit with so many sensory details, like woah. Reaching for something, feeling rain on your skin, and no one else knowing what you have to say, and then it moves back into the metaphor when Natasha sings, “Drench yourself in words unspoken/ Live your life with arms wide open/ Today is where your book begins/ The rest is still unwritten.”

Bruh. Bruh. I freaking love that image and metaphor. What’s done here in the last part of the chorus is so nice, moving from the figurative to the literal and back again, is so nice because you can see it happening.

Maybe by now, in 2017, it’s a bit of a cliche, but back in 2004 it was sort of new and refreshing. Plus, the song is so catchy. I can’t tell you how many times I will hear this song and instantly jam out because it still hasn’t gotten old.

In the second verse, she does the same thing with moving back and forth with literal and figurative language, but she does it in like a mini scene with the first line, saying, “sometimes my tries/ are outside the lines”.

Everyone remembers coloring a picture as little kid, with crayons or colored pencils or markers and trying to stay in the lines but ultimately failing the first couple times until you’re on your 10th try and you’ve finally figured out how to stay inside. At least, that’s the image I see with these words.

And then Natasha comes in with some wisdom saying we’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes and how she can’t live this way, and then we’re swooped back into the catchy chorus for the rest of the song.

This song is doling out some serious wisdom, even if it’s not necessarily telling a story or a narrative, which we all know I absolutely love in songs (see my last two posts where I mention this).

Overall, I think why this song will probably be a favorite of mine forever is because of the lyrics and how it reminds me to live my life to the fullest.

I will not apologize for how corny that sounded.

Okay, that’s pretty much all I have to say for this week, but I hope you enjoyed going back to 2004 with me. I did, but now I need to go listen to “Unwritten” instead of talking about it.

If you have any suggestions for any other songs I should look at, totally leave me a comment with your suggestions!

Peace,

Brittney ❤

 

 

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