I’m Forever Blowing Bubbles
This popular song, now nearly 100 years old, is pretty much a standard in Western musical vocabulary. But have you ever stopped to think about the words? Don’t think about the happy-go-lucky child with his bottle of soapy water, skipping through the park merrily blowing bubbles into the air, watching them lift into the sky, or bounce on the grass.
Rather, think of the aspiring novelist receiving his 200th query rejection. The high school senior denied admittance to the last college on her list. The young man nursing a broken heart after yet another girl passes him by. This is a song about crushed dreams, and opportunities slipping through fingers. It’s the kind of song a worn out and weary songwriter would write when all his other songs have failed to gain an audience. The kind of song he writes when he has lost all hope of success. And, as irony would have it, the song goes on to be one of the most successful songs of the century.*
I guess in a weird kind of way, that’s the message of hope behind “I’m Forever Blowing Bubbles.” Don’t give up on your dreams, because even your lament about dreams fading and dying could be the song that makes your dreams come true.
Here are the words:
I’m dreaming dreams,
I’m scheming schemes,
I’m building castles high.
They’re born anew,
Their days are few,
Just like a sweet butterfly.
And as the daylight is dawning,
They come again in the morning.
(Chorus)
I’m forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air,
They fly so high,
Nearly reach the sky,
Then like my dreams,
They fade and die.
Fortune’s always hiding,
I’ve looked everywhere,
I’m forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air.
When shadows creep,
When I’m asleep,
To lands of hope I stray.
Then at daybreak,
When I awake,
My bluebird flutters away.
Happiness new seemed so near me,
Happiness come forth and heal me.
(Chorus)
I’m forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air.
They fly so high,
Nearly reach the sky,
Then like my dreams,
They fade and die.
Fortune’s always hiding,
I’ve looked everywhere,
I’m forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air.
Here’s the song:
And if you want the sheet music, click HERE.
*I don’t know if the writers were down on their luck. In fact, my cursory research didn’t come up with anything regarding the story behind the song.
I was unfamiliar with the song, but close friends with the story. I love inspiration, in its many shapes and sizes and colors. Sometimes, (no idea if it’s the case here) it’s better to stop your research before you find an answer. Because some answers we churn up in our mind work out much better than the actual answer in real life. I love the idea of a couple down-on-their-luck writers striking gold with their admission of failure. It’s the stuff of legends! And in this case, even if it is legend, let’s go with it!
Thanks for sharing this, Colin. I loved it.
Wow, really? I thought *everyone* knew this song! No shame on you, John–excuse my assumptions. You know it now… 🙂
Inspiration and encouragement does come from some strange places sometimes. I’m glad you found some here. I’m almost afraid to know the truth behind the song; like you, I prefer my legend.
Thank you–you’re most welcome. 😀
I was familiar with the old standard, but never took the time to study the lyrics. Quite a lot of thought went into it, obviously.
I know what you mean. I’d never really thought about it until one day recently the song was buzzing in my head for some reason, and I thought, “wait a minute–that’s kind of depressing!” Makes you wonder what was going on with the writers.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=szOc1rdoOUA&list=PLN8Nd2Su_uOsBc4vNjnIZOiOb5A2dXDjK&index=44 (dubbed in Italian)
the song playing when Cagney’s character was sent home at the end of his first film Public Enemy …