Must Be A Blue Moon??

Every now and then a song comes out that just reaches out and grabs me...and it's usually a genre that I don't listen to so much which is what pisses me off. Here I have my genreal likes and in the middle of the list is this slow wussy song.

But this slow wussy song is beautful. The second verse reminds me so much of Chad Eric Bales, my cousin who died 2 years ago this month over in Iraq. He was 21 and died defending my freedom and the freedom of so many people he'll never know.

Anyhow, I am picky when it comes to music. And I think this song is worth a listen by anyone. I can guarantee it will "talk" to you.

"Breathe" - Anna Nalick

2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,

can you help me unravel my latest mistake,

I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season

Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes

Like they have any right at all to critisize,

hypocrites, you're all here for the very same reason

'Cause you can't jump the track,we're like cars on a cable

and life's like an hourglass, glued to the table

No one can find the rewind button girl,

So cradle your head in you hands

And breathe, just breathe,

Woah breathe, just breathe

May he turned 21 on the base at Fort Bliss

Just today he sat down to the flask in his fist,

Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year.

Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,

But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,

Wanna hold him, maybe I'll just sing about it.

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,

And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.

No one can find the rewind button boys,

So cradle your head in your hands,

And breathe, just breathe,

Breathe, just breathe

There's a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout

But you're just as far in as you'll ever be out

These mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again

If you only try turning around.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song

If I get it all down on paper, its no longer inside of me,

threatening the life they belong to

And i feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd

Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud

And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,

And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table

No one can find the rewind button now

Sing it if you understand.

and breathe, just breathe

woah breathe, just breathe,

oh breathe, just breathe.