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Thursday, May 11, 2006Music Moves Me
When my brother enlisted in the military, I sang him a song the day before we were to say good-bye.
When I fly home, there is a song that runs through my head - a part of it goes, "lights will guide you home." Yeah.
When I board the plane to fly to Boston, there is a song that runs through my head. Leaving on a Jet Plane.
When I think of Zak, I remember saying "music is in his soul." And he definitely dreams out loud.
When I think of my old best-friend David, I think of a song. When I think of Joe, there are songs. When I miss my friend Taylor, I think of songs. When I miss Blair, there are songs. When I think of my parents, there are songs.
When I need to be silly or need to be sad, there are songs.
Music moves me in ways that nothing else ever can. Just thought I would share.