I wave goodbye but nobody waves back. They gather as a crowd, looking at me but not really seeing me. Music plays in the background. Melancholy harmonies, tones that remind me of home, hover in the air creating the mood that was anticipated but is never welcomed.
I linger and watch their sullen faces and I struggle to block out the abrasive light. And so I wave goodbye again, hoping that just one person will glimpse my spirit and wave back.
The light seems to warm the longer I look into it. Nothing holds me anymore and I fly home.
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Written for the 100 Word Song at My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog. This week’s song is Tones of Home, by Blind Melon.
Perfect take on the song! And thanks for the follow. Returning the gesture.
Thank you, and thank you. 🙂
“They gather as a crowd, looking at me but not really seeing me.”
You’ve described my mindset as I serve guests; i spend my time analyzing them, but they have no idea who I really am.
Brilliant piece of writing, my friend – again.
Thank you so much. 🙂
No, thank YOU.
Love the interpretation
That opening line sets the tone…all pun intended. Thank you for playing
It’s a great brain game to see how many different ways a song can be taken!
This gave me shivers. Beautiful! xxx
Thank you. 🙂
Wait. You’re not dying on us, are you?
Hopefully that is a long way away!!
You’re stuck with me for a while!!
There was a sort of melancholy feel to this, sad and reluctant to go “into the light.” Very poignant.
Thanks very much.