"Someday You Will Be Loved"
So I realized a few hours ago while sitting in my school library that I didn't post last night. It kind of made me jump a little. But that's okay. Jumping's good for you, sometimes.
This afternoon, I was discovering for the first time the beauty of Death Cab for Cutie's most recent release, Plans. I know it came out in '05, but I've just now gotten my hands on the whole thing. Even if you've never listened to them before, I highly recommend going out and finding this album, Death Cab's debut on a major label (I forget which one). Despite the label change, it's still pure, honest, intelligent Indie rock/pop. It's glorious.
Anyway, I was just listening to the album, and this song popped up called "Someday You Will Be Loved". It really resonated with me, so I'm going to post the lyrics:
I once knew a girl
In the years of my youth
With eyes like the summer
All beauty and truth
In the morning I fled
Left a note and it read
Someday you will be loved
I cannot pretend that I felt any regret
Cause each broken heart will eventually mend
As the blood runs red down the needle and thread
Someday you will be loved
You'll be loved you'll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
You may feel alone when you're falling asleep
And everytime tears roll down your cheeks
But I know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet
Someday you will be loved
You'll be loved you'll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
You'll be loved you'll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
Someday you will be loved
This song just gave me a lot of hope in what I'm dealing with right now, and I feel better about picking up and moving on. Because it's true, what the lyrics say. Broken hearts mend--it takes a while, of course, but they do--and someday, whenever that happens to be, I'll finally get it right. And, if it hasn't happened already, I know it'll happen for you, too.
Once again, music rescues me.
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