What song best describes your life?
Jan. 5th, 2007 12:45 pmYou're not really sure how you found it, and even if someone sat you down and made you retrace your steps, it probaly still wouldn't be possible. Counting steps is one thing, but your fingers tend to travel the internet the way words travel your mouth. An objective voice would call it a bit of a ramble. Oh, not when there's something specific to be done. Then there is focus enough. But you don't need focus that day, for whatever the reason.
I never promised you a ray of light
I never promised there'd be sunshine everyday
I give you everything I have
The good the bad
Why do you put me on a pedestal?
I'm so up high that I can't see the ground below
So help me down, you've got it wrong
I don’t belong there
But there it is -- this song. And you keep listening, keep waiting for it to stop making sense anymore. That it shouldn't fit so well. You've always loved music, but it's been as an observer. There's math there too, of course, in the lyrics and the patterns and the silences in between. And then sometimes it's just lovely, and that is all you need. After all, you were never one of those in middle school. Then high school and college that followed. Picking out songs for this boy and that relationship and all the days that followed. The song wasn't written for that to begin with, and to think anything different, to try and impose your life into the lyrics and patterns and silences, it seemed....songcentric. Trying to fit a square peg into a round hole of sorts. And even if the song was vague enough, it's those cookie-cutter collection of lyrics that you never listened to in the first place.
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I never promised you a ray of light
I never promised there'd be sunshine everyday
I give you everything I have
The good the bad
Why do you put me on a pedestal?
I'm so up high that I can't see the ground below
So help me down, you've got it wrong
I don’t belong there
But there it is -- this song. And you keep listening, keep waiting for it to stop making sense anymore. That it shouldn't fit so well. You've always loved music, but it's been as an observer. There's math there too, of course, in the lyrics and the patterns and the silences in between. And then sometimes it's just lovely, and that is all you need. After all, you were never one of those in middle school. Then high school and college that followed. Picking out songs for this boy and that relationship and all the days that followed. The song wasn't written for that to begin with, and to think anything different, to try and impose your life into the lyrics and patterns and silences, it seemed....songcentric. Trying to fit a square peg into a round hole of sorts. And even if the song was vague enough, it's those cookie-cutter collection of lyrics that you never listened to in the first place.
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