Well, I've said it before that I think there's a song for almost everything (if not everything) in life. When you're angry, happy, sad, depressed, in doubt, in love and so on.
Also, we always seem to have something to say about almost everything. Even when we don't, we try to, because someone may need you to say something. But sometimes, WORDS FAIL. Yes, they do.
Suddenly you are speechless, whether because you are overwhelmed with joy, or in extreme pain, heartache or any other feeling. And then, what do you do?

And then... MUSIC SPEAKS. I can't be in the silence for too long. I need sometime to be alone with my thoughts, with myself, but then I need some music. Sometimes we are unable to express our feelings, for whatever reason, but you'll sure find a song to do it for you.

Lately I've been listening to this song, which I've known for a while, but it speaks for me. It's like, "This is what I feel, what I think, put into a song."

Today I had one of those moments where I had no words to say, so I let music speak for myself. And I'll leave th lyrics to that song I was talking about. =)

"If I find in myself
desires nothing in this world can satisfy,
I can only conclude
that I, I was not made for here
If the flesh that I fight is at best
only light and momentary,
then of course I'll feel nude
when to where I'm destined I'm compared

Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan
as I wait for hope to come for me

Am I lost or just less found?
On the straight or on the roundabout
of the wrong way?
Is this a soul that stirs in me
is it breaking free, wanting to come alive?
'Cos my comfort would prefer for me to be numb
And avoid the impending birth
of who I was born to become

Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan
as I wait for hope to come for me

For we, we are not long here
Our time is but a breath,
so we better breathe it
And I, I was made to live
I was made to love
I was made to know you
Hope is coming for me
Hope, He's coming for me
Hope is coming for me
Hope, He's coming

Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan
as I wait for hope to come for me
For me, for me, for me





"Where words fail, music speaks." ~ Hans Christian Anderson