I remember long drives. Me, my tapes, my CD’s.
Driving while looking for music was a pretty careless act. Remembering the many times my eyes veered away from the road to flip and file through the collection makes me cringe, but probably not as dangerous as driving and texting…petty recklessness.
Clearly, when I hear certain bands I get nostalgic about those long drives. There’s an immediate connection to a certain time of my youth. Magnificent are those memories. Music was such an integral part of those moments…moments that often made me feel so free.
Depeche Mode was HEAVVVY in this rotation.
Something will fall
And smash on the floor
Without reading the text
Know what comes next
Seen it before
And it’s painful
We must rearrange them
Or we’ll have to estrange them
All that I’m saying
A game’s not worth playing
Over and over again
You retain my interest
You’re the only one
If it wasn’t for you
Don’t know what I’d do
Unpredictable like the sun
And the rainfall.
My secret garden’s not so secret anymore
Run from the house holding my head in my hands
Feeling dejected, feeling like a child might feel
It all seems so absurd
That this should have occurred
My very only secret
And I had to go and leak it!
My secret garden’s not so secret anymore!
No, my secret garden’s not so secret anymore!
Run through the fields, down to the edge of the water
Can’t stay long, here comes the reason why,
She’ll catch me if she can,
Take me by the hand
I’ll have to keep on running
And I just can’t see the fun in
My secret garden not being secret anymore!
It used to be so easy
On days such as these she’d
Search and search for hours
In among the flowers
I loved it!, I loved her!
Play the fool, act so cruel, I loved it!
Read her book, take a look, I loved her!
It all seems so absurd
That this should have occurred
My very only secret
And I had to go and leak it!
My secret garden’s not so secret anymore!
State of Flux 