I still keep your favorite songs on my playlist Because hearing them is like feeling a cool breeze on a summer day I close my eyes and for a moment I’m back in your Benz flying down the interstate With the sunroof down and my hands up Barely paying attention to where we’re going Just looking over at you
And when the song ends the day is still just as hot But the cool breeze gives me hope So I’ll keep singing along With a smile on my face And an empty shotgun seat by my side
in the night all by yourself, with some tunes in the background to hit you with the memories, they all seem very real you'd thought they would simply disappear, but a lot of time has gone by since and now here you are where even the walls have ears, having heard many stories over the years so what's it going to be tonight? 'hold my hand', says the hour hand to the minute hand of the wall clock, tick tock! as time seems to pause and you deep dive into the music, lyrics and instruments with their own ups and downs, yet in perfect coherence the harmony taking you places, feels like a nightcap for some midnight nostalgia coming back, you snap out of it as the sound waves fade way in distance 'well, that was a nice little adventure... onto the next one!', your mind goes.
an ode to a little midnight nostalgia induced by great music.
I remember on a night out, the butterflies and a genuine smile, every song to another brushes off my doubts, unconsciously engraving into my soul; the beat, the words, the melody, my fragile heart seems to understand the language of music.
a playlist of beginning and throughout, will always hurt more than a playlist played on the ending, because to remember the good times and weep is a sweet misery.
and you sent her a title of the song you wanted her to hear saying it was saying about the feelings you have, you wanted her to feel.
but, she heard it before.
you can't blame her but she did
she had felt the world dance around the same beat swayed through the waves of the sounds with the wind when she was on her way to the beach one hot summer day.
she had fell asleep on the same song on a school night having to wait to be validated.
she have cried on the same song when he left her
now, ask your self:
are the songs really for her?
Just a piece of advice. It has been a mainstream gesture between everyone to showoff our playlist to our significant others or even to those people we like. Yet, let's be mindful and be sensitive of the songs we sometimes send to them or dedicate to them as it will have an impact to their emotions and also their impressions to us (especially if you're still trying to impress them) If possible, try to sing yourself the songs you wanted them to listen so that they could feel the sincerity of emotions you wanted them to feel of you dedicating that song. Because little do we know, they have already heard the song, or they already have cried on it.
asleep - the smiths i'm in love with u, sorry - j'san tonight you belong to me - nicole sidney the bad list - z berg, ryan ross i fall for the same face every time - z berg we almost nailed it - z berg bubble gum - clairo she - dodie girl - the beatles here, there and everywhere - the beatles something - the beatles the long and winding road - the beatles watch you sleep. - girl in red i wanna be your girlfriend - girl in red 4am - girl in red build me up buttercup - lara anderson broken (acoustic) - lovelytheband crush culture - conan gray strawberry kisses - olivia herdt slow dance - adventure time, olivia olson the record player song - daisy the great breathe me - sia love like you - steven universe, rebecca sugar love like you (reprise) - steven universe, rebecca sugar asleep - the smiths
i've seem this done before on a tumblr poetry page; this isnt really a poem so much as my most recent spotify playlist, but sometimes the words of other artists can speak louder than your own. tonight, i feel all of these songs deeper than ever.