To no one in particular, in the midst of a pleasant evening on the deck listening to old tunes a bit too loud in my headphones...
I could tell you the songs and you could listen and we’d hear the same sounds, but I can never really convey, we can never truly share, the way those songs make me feel; the memories they invoke, the joy and occasional melancholy. And such is my amazement and wonder for the art of music, that it can stir such emotion. And no one else will ever experience it quite the same way.
I could tell you the songs and you could listen and we’d hear the same sounds, but I can never really convey, we can never truly share, the way those songs make me feel; the memories they invoke, the joy and occasional melancholy. And such is my amazement and wonder for the art of music, that it can stir such emotion. And no one else will ever experience it quite the same way.