I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
I am hanging in the balance of a perfect finished plan
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
--from Every Grain of Sand (Wrecking Ball, Emmylou Harris) I think Dylan wrote it.
I realized tonight that I seldom listen to music these days. My mom can't really hear it...so it seems weird and selfish to do so. And I can't hear her if she needs me if I have music on.
4 comments:
Sometimes I literally can't listen to music. It's jarring to my ears. I crave silence.
I rarely listen to it either and feel the poorer for it.
That's a shame. Music does wonders for my outlook on life.
I miss loving music. Sadly, we just don't play it anymore. I also don't know how to load an MP3 player. That technology has passed me by.
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