Soundtrack – Page 12 – Missing Soundtrack

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…..

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”

Dream The Dream….

How do you make a start? ….. a start on something bittersweet….. I am conscious of the fact that this little project of mine is starting to have a very heavy, deep, dark undertone to it….. I could either choose to brighten it up or leave it be…. Actually I dont care what kind of theme or pattern it follows….. All I care about is the picture and the song that mean something to me…..

Coming back to the soundtrack….. I remember the theme was bittersweet…. well let me remind Euston(i.e. blogville) I am no music critic and my taste in music is just “Mine” not out there to be categorized…..for people who stay away from Home….. stay away from everything they have ever known all their life…moving from town to town……. Michael Buble- Home

This song defines home like no other (well at least for me) and I think this man is pure genius mixed with class.

Another summer day has come and gone away….. in Paris and Rome – he simply says “I wanna go home”

He explains how he has it all but yet he misses that one thing- Home…. he knows he is lucky and all…. “Let me go home” he says “I got to go home” , “I wanna come home” “Let me go home”

My favorite part … “And I feel just like am living someone elses life”.……… “It’s like I just stepped outside when everything was going right”

Another winter day has come and gone away ….even in Paris and Rome…..“But I wanna go home”

Why bittersweet? well people stay away all the time…but realising they miss home and that they want to come home….is a realization worth celebrating…..Like the return of the prodigal’s son…

“Am just too far from where you are”, “You deserve more than that”, these are words for family who endure the ordeal “I know why you could not come away with me, it was not your dream… but you always believed in me” …. the song blends regrets, considerations and realizations beautifully…..

“I’ve had my run, …. I’m done”

The hope in the end “It will all be alright, I’ll be Home tonight, I am coming back home”

Finally the picture, even with my ridiculously pseudo/amateur photographic skills (when I say amateur I am thinking skills of 6-10 yr olds with a camera) ….I think it came out beautifully. Standing outside the theatre where the musical – I sooo badly want to see is running, which happens to be the longest running musicals in the history of west end. I stood there rapt in awe…. The little girl reminded me of my sister and

……………at that moment I was absolutely blown away.

Whimsical Rain Drops….

Not as whimsical as the title suggests it to be… I must admit not the best day to write….well not like I write something monumentally life changing everyday…. but anyway before I digress and talk about what an incompetent writer I am….. I will move on….

As the days get colder,,, it rains for hours and days…. it’s not the feel good…. “Man…I feel pretty damn fine today, with the rain falling” kinda feeling…..

It’s the dreadfully cold, avoid the puddle…shoot my shoes are wet…. I hate to walk in the rain kinda feeling….

I do feel guilty for making this post pointless…. but looking at the picture while listening to the song maybe a fraction of the sentiment is conveyed? am hoping it does……

It’s not inspiring to find a perfect song which matches the miserable backdrop… but one song did play on my Ipod which came close ….

A cover of I can’t help falling in love by Ingrid Michaelson……. just the piano….. accompanying her voice….. she sings about wise men and fools….. and how she can’t help it…. how she can’t help falling……

Should she stay? would it be a sin? she asks……

as the river flows…… surely to the sea…..

Please, she says….. “Take my hand” …..

What was strange, was that I did not relate to the song….. Not even remotely…..

I felt like I heard someone’s story….. and for first time I was the stranger……..I asked myself am I wise? or am I just a fool?

Maybe someday watching out of the window…. seeing the rain drops fall , it may feel different….. Maybe it wouldnt be as cold and dreadful….maybe someday I will feel the same way about rain like I did when I was a child….. Maybe it will feel like a whimsical dream….. maybe and someday….

Are somethings really meant to be?

I will never be….

I never warmed up to Duffy…. and then she sang these words….

“But I will never be your stepping stone…….”

“Take it all or leave me alone…..”

“I am standing upright on my own…..”

Wings — Am standing upright on my own...

A moment in time….

Ever heard of the expression “Time stood still”?

Well it always does for me……. when I am in this place.

It feels like a movie where everything moves in a slow motion…..

and I hear a song play in my head

“I’ll be seeing you…. in all the old familiar places ……that this heart of mine embraces, all day through”

“In that small cafe……the park across the way… the children’s carousel….the chestnut tree and the wishing well”

Billie Holiday croones….inside my head

And I wonder too…. every lovely summers day……Who do I find in the morning sun?…..and when the night is new…..when I look at the moon …..but I’ll be seeing you?

I’ll be seeing you……

London calling….

London… Adele’s “Hometown glory” ….its my London soundtrack…… there is something about that voice and the place she describes…

…. missing the cracks in the pavement….

…..”.is there anything i can do for you dear?..is there anyone one i could call?”

“no and thank you please madame, I aint lost just wandering…”

Round her hometown……..

memories are fresh…….the people she met….. “Are the wonders of my world” she says

She likes the city where “two worlds collide”…….. its her hometown….

and I walk the streets…… remembering that the memories are fresh….. I aint lost, just wandering…