I heard this song on the radio the other day. It’s one of those that makes me stop to listen. I don’t hear it often, so when I do, I turn it up, sit back, and just listen.
I can remember mindlessly dancing to this song in college. I was carefree and didn’t really think about the lyrics. I loved the beat and how it pumped me up.
I can remember crying to this song as I had to shamefully admit that someone was getting the best of me. I was being made into a fool by someone. And shamefully, I knew it. Yet I felt so weak and trapped that I couldn’t do anything but mourn my weakened spirit.
And now I listen to it and say, damn straight someone is getting the best of me. I am giving my best as best as I can. And he is doing the same in return. And it’s beautiful.
It’s amazing how songs stay the same and yet can morph with our experiences and shifting perspectives. Songs conjure up memories, evoke emotions, and reveal some of our deepest layers.