Electric

I have always loved music. So much. When I was younger, I was all about music. It consumed my life and that was what I was about. I wanted to go to school and learn about music and how to help other people make it and live in a studio. When I listen to music, the first thing to catch me is the actual music itself, not the words. And then I listen to the words. I think of what they mean and how important they are to the writer of them. I try to make them important to me. Somewhere in time, I lost my intensity for music. I quit making the words mean something to me as much. I always still listen to the words but I just didnt care as much anymore.

Until lately...
And now, I have found my love for music again.. And I love having it back.

Tonight I listened to a song called Electric, and it helped me remember why I love music so much.....

These tears stain the wood, like cups and condensation. I am bound to you. I cannot break the situation. He's every subject of every song. Like the wind carries, he moves me along. And the shadows I cant run from, they wont let me go. He's the ending of a story, that I'll never know.
He's electric. Cant forget it. He's electric. Dont forget it.
Sometimes he fills me up, sometimes its such a shock. This is more than I bargained for, more than I would have bought. You still look at me, with well acquainted eyes, as the memories come flooding back, in a field of butterflies.

I miss him. A lot. Its never easy. Its hard to lose the ones you love, but feel like you still have them at the same time. It was pretty special to me.

Music says the words that I cant...And I like that...