"i'm coming up only to hold you under,
i'm coming up only to show you wrong;
and to know you is hard and we wonder,
to know you all wrong, we were."
ever have on of those songs that you've heard occasionally, or even often, but only in the background kind of way? what i mean is, you've heard it, you recognize it, you might even be able to name the band (or recall it when someone says "oh this? this is...", as you nod in recognition). but, you never really heard the song; it never truly made an impact.
and then one day you are riding in a car and the song comes on. perhaps your senses are more alert, or maybe you are just open enough where everything around you - a story being told, words said (or not said), the shapes of buildings you pass, the shadows cast in the mid-day sun, and the song that is streaming through the speakers. for whatever reason, on this day you actually hear it.
this exchange, it forges a connection, and the song becomes part of the moment, and the moment becomes part of the song. without warning, or provocation, the music is sewn into your memories. it is a little bit like falling in love.
this song should be played loudly, while driving aimlessly, in the middle of a hot afternoon - very loudly - at least once.