Why do I always find song lyrics more appropriate to describe how I feel and what I think? I like other people's thoughts - from movies and books and Scripture. Sometimes I wish I was insightful, profound, and witty, like a sage. Other times I just don't care. Music, lately, has penetrated the depths of my soul. There have been too many times that I've been unable to articulate how I feel and what I think, why I hurt or just how happy I am. Music of all sorts has put words into my mouth and feelings to my heart. I wonder why it has only been recently that I've realized the power in song and dance and rhythm and beat.
My ability to write, especially to write creatively or spontaneously, has had diminishing returns for the past several months. I just can't write - nothing comes onto the pages except an analysis of why I can't write. So I've been listening to music and obsessing over lyrics and letting drums and guitars and the piano take me away that place of perfect peace.
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