I've always loved music. In these past years I haven't listened like I used to... why? Probably because music and emotion are connected. Music makes you feel stuff, remember stuff, and since so many lyrics hit home on the emotional front... gee... that is why they are on your iPod...! I stopped listening... Didn't want to feel all that stuff. Once in awhile a tune would catch my ear, tug at my heart, and I would download it, but I still didn't have the music on all the time like I used to... In these past weeks... I have been listening to all that great music that I have collected... Yup, lots of those lyrics warp me back in time to moments long forgotten and recent memories too... heck, lots of good times... and lots of tears too. So, this post is the first of a series that will be added onto as I rediscover the tunes buried on my iPod... and a new playlist too.
I will start with "Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield, from 2004... Written by Danielle Brisebois and Wayne Rodriguez, "Unwritten" video
Why this one first?... well... when I heard it again, the lyrics define my life right now... I'm totally unwritten... I have the pen in my hand, I'm reaching for something in the distance, today is where my book begins... the rest is still unwritten. Everyday is a new page... yes... this song is in the key of my life...
I am unwritten
Can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning
The pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
I break tradition
Sometimes my tries are outside the lines
We've been conditioned
To not make mistakes, but I can't live that way, no
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
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