This track is more than 20 years old. I, however, only discovered it about 6 years ago… I can’t remember how. Probably in a yoga class somewhere (it was early in my Michael Franti journey).
It came up today on shuffle while I was at the gym, and I can’t get it out of my head tonight. It’s a song that I love.
And I’d tell you that I’m suffering from the worst type of loneliness
The loneliness of being misunderstood
Or more poignantly the loneliness of being afraid
To allow myself, to be understood
Those lyrics pretty much sum up how I’m feeling with the problem I described yesterday of being “stuck.” I’m struggling to express what I need to express… in a way that is going to be understood. It’s a weird type of self-imposed loneliness, I guess… Not loneliness in the denotative sense of the word. Upon reflection, I think I suffer from this a lot. Maybe my whole life.. though that is up for debate, I suppose. More on that another time, perhaps.
I have a feeling I might be “stuck” for a while… and that it will be a process. Processes are good. I prefer them to products, truthfully.
There is a lot about this song that I love. Of course, music and politics have always had an intimate relationship, so maybe that’s why I love it.
Two truths:
- I’m still stuck and need to work through it.
- I love the lyrics of this song.
Okay three: I love Michael Franti for many many reasons. But you probably knew that already.
