Life Would Be Absolutely Empty Without...

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...music. I would rather be blind and mute than lose my hearing. I am very serious. Music blows my mind. It honestly does. After my father passed away, I put together a play list of songs that tied him and I together in a myriad of different ways. When I listen to it, no matter the circumstances, I get choked up during almost every track. To me it's as beautiful as any performance by the London Philharmonic Orchestra. I know this may be a bit of a morbid thought, but after I compiled the aforementioned play list, I started working on a play list of my own life. A play list that, when I'm gone, I will want people to remember me by. Naturally, this will be an ongoing, and very organic process. I will continue to add to it as life goes on and I gain life experience. With that said, I want to leave you with the lyrics to what would be the closing track of my play list if I were to check out today. I'm going to leave the title and artist off so it doesn't bias you, the reader. I find it to be one the most beautiful songs I have ever read or heard. So here you go party people, have a beautiful day.

Fool enough to almost be it
Cool enough to not quite see it, doomed
Pick your pocket full of sorrow
Run away with me tomorrow, June

We'll try and ease the pain
Somehow we'll feel the same
Well, no one knows
Where our secrets go

I send a heart to all my dearies
When your life is so, so dreary, dream
I'm rumored to the straight and narrow
While the harlots of my perils scream

And I fail
But when I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will

Mother, weep the years I'm missing
All our time can't be given back
Shut my mouth and strike the demons
Cursed you and your reasons
Out of hand and out of season
Out of love and out of feeling so bad

When I can, I will
Words defy the plans
When I can, I will

Fool enough to almost be it
And cool enough to not quite see it
And old enough to always feel this
Always old, I'll always feel this

No more promise no more sorrow
No longer will I follow
Can anybody hear me
I just want to be me
When I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will