No Name Face…

I must warn you this is not an easy subject to write about…… I will go straight into the soundtrack  just to ease in the subject lightly…..

Way back to sanity?

The first time I heard this song….. It was on the radio…. the person who introduced the song said it was all about introspection and loss….looking back I dont think that introduction did the song justice….I dont think anyone will be able to justice to this song

Breathing by Lifehouse……..

People will agree with me that loss is traumatic… losing someone physically (and emotionally) has a profound impact on who we become….

“Finding my way back to sanity….again, though I dont know what I am going to do when I get there”

Yes you want to move on…… yes everything eventually goes back to being normal….. but what happens when you get there with a void that will never be filled….

“Take a breath and hold on tight….spin around one more time and gracefully fall back on the arms of grace”

It best describes the feelings of  someone sitting beside their  loved one aware of their impending death….. “I am hanging on every word you say and even if you dont want to speak tonight, its alright” he says…..

“I want nothing more than, to sit outside heaven door and listen to you breathing…… this is where I want to be”

What wouldnt people give….. to hear their loved one breathe again…. even if it is for just one moment……

Replaying their voices and conversations over and over again……..

“I’m trying to identify the voices in my head….God, which one is you?”

All the questions enclosed in a why?

Elderly couples married for years and years…. when  he dies ….the only world she has known is gone….

When I look at older couples at church,,,,, I think to myself I want to always see them that way…..together ..not alone…together……thats how I want to remember them forever…. together…..not alone …never alone….

“I want nothing more than to sit outside your door and listen to you breathing…. is where I want to be….”

“I dont want a thing from you, bet you ‘re tired of me waiting…for the scraps to fall off your table”

Like the poor who used to wait for the food to fall off from the rich mans table….

Ironic? I think we take too many things for granted in life……

“I just want to be here now”


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