I swear every single time i hear this song I cry like a baby.
I found out about it from Renee Carlino’s new book, Blind Kiss. The character in the scene going through a divorce, losing her best friend whom she also loves because he is going away to France to live with his pregnant girlfriend, her genius son leaving home for university at 14 while she grapples with the fact that she is 34 and never had achieved much in her life.
She plays it and says its the saddest song she could think of and she is painfully correct. It makes think of my own death and being aware of it in my final moments while i think of all the deaths i have mourned over all at once.
I mean. I am listening to it right now and crying. This chord has definitely struck. I swear the man sounds like he is somehow crying while singing it too.
When the night comes, don’t be afraid. You’re only dreaming.
You know i never used to understand people who can listen to music they can’t understand but i must say. Now I do. I grew up listening to my father play lingala which i regarded as blatant madness because i knew he didn’t speak any French much less lingala so I thought he was deluded. He must be. Right?
It is time for me to eat humble pie because i definitely get it now.I don’t understand a word of ‘Tajabone’ but i understand it not in my mind but in my soul. I welcome all of you especially those who can’t understand the lyrics, understand not with your mind but with your soul.
Music is understood in the soul not the mind.
Je ne sais pas pourquoi, mais j’aime cette chanson
I just love that last one, the lyrics, the mood, the scenario lends itself to so much storytelling. I can’t even count how many interpretations of this song i have, why he killed her, if he even killed her?
It just hit me after i wrote this the song’s similitude to the story of Hamlet’s Ophelia, but it really is a neat interpretation of the legend of Elisa Day(the wild rose)
Honestly no one can beat Michael but this guy puts up a funky strong fight, his sound is so refreshingly turnaround and different on this classic.
we were soldiers in the same war,
just two passing ships wrecked on the same shore,
there’s a pain in my chest,
it must be felt,
i’m not one to lose my ground,
or deny myself,
but you’re so busy being you that you can’t see,
just how rare and lovely you are,
when you are next to me.
“we’re leaving together but still its farewell,
its the final countdown.”
this line was so powerful for me it reminded me to cherish my loved ones as every moment with them is just the present value of some certain future goodbye and i do not want to miss a thing.(Aerosmith)
And I will hold you tight
like the moon in the arms of the sky
And I will keep you warm
I will build a fire in this house
And I’ll build a fire
You fetch the water
And I’ll lay the table
And in our hearts we still pray for
Sons and daughters
And all of those evenings
down in the garden
those quiet hours turn into years
Allman Brown (with Liz Lawrence)-Sons and daughters
A perfect portrait of married life .
“sing to the moon,
and the stars will shine,
over you lead you to the other side.
This song in a few four minutes has encapsulated all the hope and sorrow requisite to own the female form.Its poetry definitely expounds more than i ever could in rolls and rolls of prose.TO all the women keep hoping,praying and celebrating and happy International Women’s day to all.