Music Speaks To Me: Part 3

If you missed them, I talked about how music has been really speaking to me lately in this post and this one. It's been a really long time since I felt strong emotions when I hear a song. It used to be that nothing spoke to me the way music did. I felt happiness, sadness, hope, joy and even The Spirit more strongly through music than any other way. It was like there were hidden messages there just for me. It's been a long time since I've felt that, it was really wonderful to feel it again. 

This particular song struck me as I was watching the musical Les Miserables. I've heard this song hundreds of times probably, it's one of my absolute favorites from the musical. This time it was different, this time it spoke to me of the grief I have been feeling. I am mourning the years we have lost to this damn addiction. I am mourning the loss of dreams that have been stolen by this plague. I'll highlight the part that really stood out to me.

There was a time when men were kind

When their voices were soft

And their words inviting

There was a time when love was blind

And the world was a song

And the song was exciting

There was a time

Then it all went wrong

I dreamed a dream in time gone by

When hope was high

And life worth living

I dreamed that love would never die

I dreamed that God would be forgiving

Then I was young and unafraid

And dreams were made and used and wasted

There was no ransom to be paid

No song unsung

No wine untasted

But the tigers come at night

With their voices soft as thunder

As they tear your hope apart

As they turn your dream to shame

He slept a summer by my side

He filled my days with endless wonder

He took my childhood in his stride

But he was gone when autumn came

And still I dream he'll come to me

That we will live the years together

But there are dreams that cannot be

And there are storms we cannot weather!

I had a dream my life would be

So different from this hell I'm living

So different now, from what it seemed

Now life has killed the dream I dreamed

I hope that I keep hearing the messages that I am meant to hear. I hope the music keeps speaking to me. I am not grieving this battle so much as I am grieving the years we have lost. Everyday I am working to overcome that grief and move to a place of acceptance and progress. I want to be able to rejoice in the future and move forward with faith. I am working on that.

Singing again,

T.