I haven’t shot much lately – but – I have been listening to a lot of music.
And that got me thinking.
It used to be people you met would ask if you knew this band, artist, song.
You made the connection.
They would show theirs and you would show them yours.
They might like what you liked; it was symbiotic.
I once fell in love, planned a life and then broke up with someone (in my mind) in the same conversation it took for them to describe their favorite (or lack thereof) music.
Today we connect, virtually.
By the number of ‘likes’, the number of hits, the number of reviews.
We don’t share a thing.
We sing to ourselves and we dance alone.
A 5 month old picture (above) that I forgot I really liked and an even older song (bel0w) that I absolutely love. I must remember to put this on a post-it note to put in my book.
I ain’t here to hold you when you cry I ain’t here to hold your shaky hand I ain’t here to look you in the eye Or beg for you to understand I ain’t gonna walk you thru your dreams Walk you thru this life that we all know I ain’t here to listen while you speak I ain’t here to heal your broken soul Am I here at all? I ain’t here to tell you what you need I ain’t gonna take a noble stand I ain’t here to look you in the eye Or beg for you to understand I can only tell you what I’ve seen I can only tell you how it felt While my heart was crushed so bad inside Till I felt the hatred slowly melt I don’t wanna I ain’t gonna watch your every move I ain’t gonna dog your every step I ain’t here to shape your every mood I ain’t here to keep your secrets kept Oh, but if I held you in my arms If I could squeeze you till we cry I don’t wanna lose this love I feel I don’t wanna lose this fight tonite I ain’t gonna I ain’t here to hold you when you cry I ain’t here to hold your shaky hand I ain’t here to look you in the eye I don’t want you under my command I can only hope you feel your tears I can only wish you’d feel the hope I can only hope that I can see out beyond this skin that covers me Oh, how I wish that you were here If I could hold you in my arms Oh, how I wish that you were mine I don’t wanna beg for you no more I ain’t gonna tell you how I feel I ain’t gonna tell you how I feel I ain’t gonna pray for you to love me Because I know you will I just know it. “i don’t wanna” – the call