I see it around me
I see it in everything
I could be so much
More than this
I said my goodbye's
This is my sundown
I'm gonna be so much
More than this
With one hand high
You'll show them your progress
You'll take your time
But no one cares
No one cares
I need you to show me
The way from crazy
I wanna be so much
More than this
With one hand high
You'll show them your progress
You'll take your time
But no one cares
No one cares
Good goodbye lovely time
Good goodbye to sunshine
Good goodbye
I'll be fine
Good goodbye
Good goodnight
"My Sundown" by Jimmy Eat World
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The "Bleed American" album came out my freshman year of college and completely changed my prospective on music. What was good and new, emotional and callous, textured and deep, raw and polished. A lot of what I now think about music comes from those first few months I spent mulling over this record. I vividly remember taking long walks, stuffing my disc-man in my jacket pocket, watching the northern Missouri sky turn from gold to pink to purple before setting over the cliffs along the river, and being utterly overwhelmed with emotion by the music playing through my headphones. I can't honestly say I even knew all the words because Jim slurs many phrases on this record, but the music grabbed me and wouldn't let go. From time to time, I'll still pull this gem of an album up on my iPod and reminisce about the good 'ole days during the autumn of 2001. It still brings a twinkle to my eye and a tightness of breath to my chest as I try to cope with...whatever it was that I was trying to cope with then. I'm not even really sure what it was anymore. Probably had something to do with being away from home and friends for the first extended period of time. Or maybe it was some girl. Or realizing the physical condition of my knees was making it unbearably difficult to continue playing soccer, the sport I had loved for more than 15 years and I didn't want to lose my scholarship. Or being a hundred miles away with no friends. But whatever silly thing it might have been, at that moment, in that small town, it was more important than anything and the only way to tune out from the world was to listen to this record, by myself. I'm sure you all have a particular song or album that takes you back, in your mind, to a particular time in a particular place, maybe even with a particular person. (I, myself, have several albums like that) This week, take time to listen to them and dream. Dream.
