Sometimes when I listen to songs in another language, All I want to do is sit and cry. I don't really know why. Is it the melody or is it is the voice?
As I sit and listen to that beautiful voice of the singer, what is she singing about, I wonder, I think it is about a lost love. At this stage in my life, I am looking back at all the things that I have left behind, all the things that I've unknowingly lost along the way. Maybe someday I will reclaim that part of myself.
I don't really know why I want to listen to songs in languages that I don't understand. If I could describe myself today at this point in my life, it would be as an unfinished melody, sometimes sad, sometimes happy, but unfinished.
But despite being unfinished, I want to be a melody that gives pleasure to it's listener. I think music is such a personal thing. It means different things to different people. From the person who composes a particular piece of music to the singer and those playing various instruments, and then there is each and every one that listens to the music.
One thing I will say for sure, is that whatever I listen to on loop sometimes hits that nerve in my heart, that special place that is connected both to my brain, as well as my ear and makes me feel on days when I'd rather be numb.
So dear reader, on the days when you want to feel numb I suggest that you listen to that particular piece of music that makes you feel, whatever it may be, feeling things is better than being numb. Music does that... music makes everything better, even pain and grief. But most of all music will always be with you even on the days that you feel utterly alone.
