Take it away, Garth...

The thing I love the most about music is how much music is life. The lyrics draw us a picture while the music colors it. Music can express so many things. I love music! Right now I have a song by Garth Brooks stuck in my head. Probably because I haven't heard it in a while. That and I've been practicing another one of his songs on the guitar lately. What's the song singing in my head? It's "You Move Me":

This is how it seems to me
Life is only therapy
Real expensive
And no guarantee

So I lie here on the couch
With my heart hanging out
Frozen solid with fear
Like a rock in the ground

But you move me
You give me courage I didn't know I had
You move me
I can't go with you
And stay where I am
So you move me

This is how love was to me
I could look and not see
Going through the emotions
Not knowin' what they mean

And it scared me so much
That I just wouldn't budge
I might have stayed there forever
If not for your touch

Oh but you move me
Out of myself and into the fire
You move me
Now I'm burning with love
And with hope and desire
How you move me

You go whistling in the dark
Making light of it
Making light of it
And I follow with my heart
Laughing all the way

Oh 'cause you move me
you get me dancing and you make me sing
You move me
Now I'm taking delight
In every little thing
How you move me
It's a pretty song, and I just love the beginning. Life is only therapy - how true! Speaking of therapy, it's time for me to get some sleep. Tomorrow is a new beginning and I'm very excited about it!

Nothing feels much better than a morning in September
That's what I remember most of all
And have I ever told you 'bout that one September morning
When my life changed from the summer to the fall

I finally solved the mystery of the autumn in New England
That has brought so many people stopping by
Who's woods these are I think I know, but nobody is telling
I can see the colors changing through my eyes

But before the winter comes I hope to find a new tomorrow
The one I know that I'll remember most of all
Before I stop to tell you 'bout that one December evening
When the winter came to take away the fall

(c)09/05/2004 by Ed Borowski

Once again, have a good night!