*sigh*
Ben Folds
The Luckiest
I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot.
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
brought me here
And where was I before the day
that I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it every day.
And I know that I am the luckiest.
What if I'd been born 50 years before you
In a house on a street where you lived
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?
And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know that I am the luckiest.
I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you.
Next door, there's an old man who lived to his 90s
and one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife, she stayed for a couple of days
and passed away
I'm sorry I know that's a strange way to tell you
that i Know we belong.
And I know that I am the luckiest.
I swear, the meaning of that song changes every time I listen to it. So many memories flood back with the sweet sounds of the piano. Memories of camp, of good time with good friends, of people lost in the years who I know I'll never see again, and new faces who now mean so much to me. I dont know if Ben Folds understands the work of musical and artistic genius he has created in this, the quintessential song about life. I feel like, when I listen to it, my soul is completely open and exposed for everyone to see, and that if anyone were to talk with me, they would be able to know every facet of my existence...
Maybe that's why I still cry when I listen to it. Every time.
The Luckiest
I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot.
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
brought me here
And where was I before the day
that I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it every day.
And I know that I am the luckiest.
What if I'd been born 50 years before you
In a house on a street where you lived
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?
And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know that I am the luckiest.
I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you.
Next door, there's an old man who lived to his 90s
and one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife, she stayed for a couple of days
and passed away
I'm sorry I know that's a strange way to tell you
that i Know we belong.
And I know that I am the luckiest.
I swear, the meaning of that song changes every time I listen to it. So many memories flood back with the sweet sounds of the piano. Memories of camp, of good time with good friends, of people lost in the years who I know I'll never see again, and new faces who now mean so much to me. I dont know if Ben Folds understands the work of musical and artistic genius he has created in this, the quintessential song about life. I feel like, when I listen to it, my soul is completely open and exposed for everyone to see, and that if anyone were to talk with me, they would be able to know every facet of my existence...
Maybe that's why I still cry when I listen to it. Every time.