I have a few long standing obsession in my life- and quite frankly I think obsessions are a healthy part of life (of course, considering what it is...).I used to never really listen to music, even though I had been playing the piano for 10 years at the time. You would think a musician would be immersed in music. By the time I was 13, I started becoming interested in music on a listening level -but all of my friends had tons of CDs and were constantly talking about this song or that...and I had no idea where to start. Baby steps. Now music has turned into some what of an obsession. Not the obsession kind "that-oh-my-goodness-I-can't-live-without-this", but the kind where if I find a great album or an awesome song I will listen to it for about 3 weeks straight, minimum of 5 times a day. I remember the time when I listened to "Let Go" by Frou Frou 20 times in one day (no joke). These great albums or amazing songs have like a trance like affect on me. The more I listen to them, the more I get carried away- away from reality, from problems at school, social problems, global problems, etc. You forget about everything except the moment, and if this one song can give you 'that moment' again and again (and again...), then I have to listen to it.
Right now I'm obsessed with Natasha Bedingfield's song "Unwritten". The words are inspiring, but when listened to the song itself is moving.
http://www.streaming-clips.com/videoclips/2198/Natasha-Bedingfield/Unwritten.php
I found a link of the music video to the song. I never saw the music video before (it's interesting...), but in general I don't like music videos because I like to experience the music myself-however my mind accepts. Music videos define the song, limiting it in a way. Anyway, enjoy the MUSIC (not the video...)
"Unwritten"
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it inNo one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, oh, oh
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
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