I tried to tell you before I left
But I was screaming under my breath
You are the only thing that makes sense
Just ignore all this present tense
We need to feel breathless with love
And not collapse under its weight
I’m gasping for the air to fill
My lungs with everything I’ve lost – It’s Beginning to Get to Me – Snow Patrol
I am completely head over heels for the band Snow Patrol. They are a new discovery for me, but they’ve been around for a while. I’ve apparently just been underneath the motherhood rock again and didn’t notice them until recently when the lovely D introduced me to them.
As I was listening to one of their albums yesterday on the way to meet K for lunch it dawned on me why I love them so much. Because I’ve finally found a band that rivals my own inner sense of romanticism. I mean these guys are a bunch of hopeless romantics just like me. And unlike a lot of other bands/artists/authors who stray into romantic arenas, they have no trace of cynicism or regret or judgment about their romantic natures. And that is utterly refreshing. I mean there is sadness in their lyrics. Sorrow for the loss of someone dear. But that doesn’t take away from any of the heartfelt things they sing about. Their songs are just so poetically sweet. And I love that.
I have spent most of my life hiding/dumbing down/wishing away/disowning/ignoring my own over the top romantic nature. Wishing that I didn’t blush at the drop of a hat. Pretending that I just didn’t care all that much. But as I’ve well documented here, I make the same wish on the first star every night and I was laying on my trampoline fervently wishing for the Goblin King to take me away after seeing Labyrinth and I’m so obsessed with the Twilight Saga because of how rooted in romance and love the whole silly thing is.
I think I was born in the wrong era. I should belong to an era where there is courtship and chivalry and blushing means you’re doing something right. Oh well, maybe next lifetime.
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