The power of music

I went to a concert Saturday night.  The band is called Book on Tape Worm. I waited over a year to listen to this group's first album.  I was so excited to listen to them.  I know what I heard a over a year ago was something very special.  This man's voice brings me chills.  The words are perfect.   The piano and the cello are two of my favorite instruments and they are in every song.  So all I can say is this music was made just for me.  I feel so happy when I listen to it.

Here are the words.  I feel them.  I am grateful for people who know how to put feelings into perfect words that I have experienced recently.  It helps me to move through my pain.

In a forest of blanket trees I met you among the leaves with shadow puppets chasing me.  You said, "they're just hands, look, you see?"  and we spoke mostly through cans and strings-is it any wonder we don't understand anything?

What I didn't say is, "I let go of you and watched you float away like a handful of balloons." I saw your face in a nimbus cloud, you were crying rain and thinning out and writing lightning messages.  In the sky's margins you wrote presages.  You tapped your foot so rapidly, it's morse code for me to leave. So I suppose I'll go and we'll see if its'm me back to you or you back to me.  Then to my dismay, I let go of you and watched you float away like a handful of balloons.