November 3, 2008
Filed under Army of Song

Wonderful Life by Black

Written by Nic | Contact this author


  

Sometimes you hear a song, and it’s the best song in the universe. You play it all the time, you set it as your morning alarm, you wake up to it, you go to bed with it. For months you don’t get tired of hearing it, with each listen it just gets more and more wonderful. The song becomes a haven, a base you can touch 30-40 times a day to know that everything is ok.

No need to run and hide,
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life.
No need to hide and cry,
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life.

Other people don’t understand, they want you to quit playing that damn song. This just makes it better. Not because you’re a jerk and want to upset them, well maybe in your particular case, but more because it reinforces how the song is only beautiful to you, proving you, the song, and your holy union all the more special, all the more righteous. Of course you’re the one who’s right: other people would also prefer if every album on Earth was just this song ten times in a row, if they weren’t idiots. They’ll see, one day.

This is one of those wonderful songs. If sometimes you feel like:

I need a friend.
Oh, I need friend,
To make me happy.
Not so alone.

…then the song Wonderful Life by Black can be that friend! This song is your island in the world, each listen a vacation, transporting you with its soothing Caribbean beats.

Here I go out to sea again,
The sunshine fills my hair,
And dreams hang in the air.

Gulls in the sky,
And in my blue eyes
You know it feels unfair
There’s magic everywhere.

It’s unfair to other songs how magically awesome this one is.

Sun’s in your eyes,
The heat is in your hair.
They seem to hate you,
Because you’re there.

This is what I was talking about, not everyone understands you and your song. Pity them.

Look at me standing,
Here on my own again,
Up straight in the sunshine.

Ahh. As the song finishes you feel refreshed, even your posture and the weather at your location improve. And in time when it wears off,when the sky starts to darken and you begin to slouch, you can simply listen again.



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