dire straits, sultans of swing
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2nQZPC2uTs
there is a moment in this song, a wonderful, magnificently captivating moment in this song.
allow it to take you, take it. suspend cognition and just be in it, in this moment that you could take.
it is a good moment and it will always be there for you.
in this moment i thought of joanne. i was afraid but i still thought, i gave it my thought. and the moment rose through me and as me. it was the best of my love for her, for joanne. it was my love and it was simply as it was, the best thing it was. and my love was the best it could be, the best it was. i accepted my love at its best. i could finally see it in its best, and i accepted it as that, forever.
it was me in that moment. all i have are fucked up feelings, but in that moment all was finally and wonderfully alright.
listen to this strange man and these wonderfully strange sounds coming from his guitar and there it is. there is my love for her.
i can't capture the moment anymore. but it echoes, and its soft resonances evoke the thought of my love, my perfect love, or, my love as it is perfected, although it will never be.
(ok then.)
