Music: Advice from the Universe, God, or just coincidence?

So I was listening to my iTunes collection today, and a song came on that I didn’t recognize. In fact, I doubt that I had even heard the song before that moment. It was by a band that I really enjoy, The Gaslight Anthem, but I didn’t have the latest release or any single from it as far as I knew. So while I’m doing some legal research for a tort case I’m preparing, the song comes on. The vocalist’s (Dallas) lyrics are easy to understand despite his whiskey and tobacco worn vocals, and through the catchy-ness of the music, the lyrics spoke clearly and forcefully to me. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since…

Aside from the strange appearance of a song I thought I didn’t own, the lyrics were the most perplexing. They seemed to convey just exactly what I’ve been dealing with. Now, the rational and expected explanation for such a thing is that at some point, while wasted (which is pretty likely), I downloaded this song. However, my amazement at the song seems especially high, even when assenting to the possibility of having procured it through some act of volition at an earlier time. Generally speaking, however, I never forget songs.

So, the questions swirling around my mind now are:

“Did I download this and forget?”

“Did I download this and forget, but some force saw fit to play it at a time of great despair?”

“Did I download this and forget, and random chance played it at a coincidental moment?”

“Did I never download this song at all and some force is trying to encourage, or otherwise communicate with me?”

“Why the fuck can’t I find any case law on motorcycle passengers suing their boyfriends for injuries?”

These are the contemplations of my emaciated mind at present. Let us all will for a swift and complete return of my mind in its more forceful and agile glory.

Just for fun, here are the lyrics:

“45” by The Gaslight Anthem

Have you seen my hands?
Just look at ’em shake.
And the song just keeps on repeating,
Drop the needle again.
And I dance with your ghost,
Oh, but that ain’t the way…
I can’t move on and I can’t stay the same.

And all my friends say…

“Hey hey, turn the record over.
Hey hey, and I’ll see you on the flip side.
There you go, turn the key and engine over.
Let her go, let somebody else lay at her feet.”

Have you seen my heart,
Have you seen how it bleeds?
And the nights are so long, baby,
Out here in the deep.
The tick, ticking of hours, lonely.
I hear the alarm
I used to hear when she would sleep in my arms.

But “better sense” says…

“Hey hey, turn the record over.
Hey hey, and I’ll see you on the flip side.
There you go, turn the key and engine over.
Let her go, let somebody else lay at her feet.”

And all my friends say,
“Hey hey, turn the record over.
Hey hey, and I’ll see you on the flip side.
There you go, turn the key and engine over.
Let her go, let somebody else lay at her feet.”

Where you used to be… here with me.

Yours In Contemplation,

Kierkegaard

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