Songs are poems, they are prose, they are images, they are dance, they are feelings, they are experiences, they are what heal and break the human body, soul and spirit.
When you translate you into a song, that's when life starts to make sense.
Be it pop, rock, trance, techno, rap, metal, indie, each song finds a way into a person's mind and stays there, either melody or words, or both. It becomes an idea. And if you've watched Inception, an idea is the most infectious disease of them all. It affects your soul, and brings out the innermost feelings you've hidden for the longest time.
Songs are dangerous. They can lead you into temptation and down into a valley, suffocating your soul. At the same time, songs can heal. Christian songs and hymns, they heal your soul and spirit, give you a hope and faith for the future.
Songs are landmarks. There is a specific song for a specific time. When I was in primary school, Ayumi Hamasaki and Speed (J-pop). When I was 14, Simple Plan's Welcome to My Life. When I was 16, Way Back Into Love. When I was 17, Hillsong's Hosanna. These songs serenaded me growing up.
To me, songs are beautiful.
July 30, 2010
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