For My Sunday Song #215, we are going to discuss “Suspended” by Matt Nathanson off his 2003 album ‘Beneath the Fireworks’. The album was one of the first I heard by Matt and helped me get on board to become a full-fledged fan. “Suspended” was a single off the album but failed to chart. His first charted single didn’t come until his next album, ‘Some Mad Hope’ in 2007.

The song seems to be about being with someone that that you think is pretending you are the one. You are scared. You are feeling things that you haven’t felt before. You are alive, no longer numb. You feel she might actually be the one, but you are scared that she is. You freak out a little, but you finally suspend disbelief and except her for what this is and it could be beautiful. For me, it is a song about hope in finding your true love. I find it it to be a beautiful and the way he captures the emotions in the lyrics is amazing.

Musically, it is a pop song, plain and simple. Nice beats, good grove, great vocal delivery. There is nothing special about it, no outstanding moment. It perfectly captures the tone of the lyrics and it is catchy, fun and pleasant. Sometimes, the beauty is in the simplicity.

Give the song a listen and let me know what you think. Thanks for stopping by and I hope you have a wonderful and Happy Sunday.

“Suspended”

When you lead me
And fit around my tongue
It’s so easy, to forget that I’m lost
Spent all of my life
Waiting for answers
To lift me, to numb me, to define it all

Sunshine, I’m beginning to like this

Cause all I want to be is the minute that you hold me in
When you pretend that I’m all that you waited for
Time slips to nothing and I’m better than I’ve ever been
I’m suspended

With your breathing, filling up my lungs
I can almost believe that I’m almost enough
Spent all of my life emptied of anthems
And bracing for something that never did come

Sunshine, I’m beginning to like this
Sunshine, I’m beginning to like it

Cause all I want to be is the minute that you hold me in
When you pretend that I’m all that you waited for
Time slips to nothing and I’m better than I’ve ever been
I’m suspended

It’s not enough to stay surrounded
It’s not enough to stay awake, torn, braced, cornered
And not feel alive

Written by Matt Nathanson, Mark Weinberg and Eric Bazillian