There are a few musical artists that write and its like they reached in my soul and pulled out the words that I no longer write. I used to write especially as a teenager and into my early 20's. I used to write poetry and stories and then I found blogging. As I get older I feel more censored protecting others. These songs that are written by others are my outlet. Its amazing how a simple lyric can bring on a memory that was locked far away, an emotion that you forgot you had, a place you were or a memory that is dear to you. Often times for me a memory, a place, a person, or event has a soundtrack of their own in my head. I heard a song today that touched me so deep my bones now ache and I feel darkness and cold creeping up. Its almost like my bones and muscles feel the ache like you do when you have the flu. Music is everything. Music tells a story not just from the artist but of the person listening to it. I bet each and every person can pick out 4 or 5 songs and tell a story about themselves. Maybe even a story no one knew.
