She keeps on calling me
I keep hanging up
It's not that I don't want to talk
I just fear listening
The minute these lyrics sunk in, it brought me right back to a phone call I received from a friend that I hadn't heard from in a long time. Before I even heard his voice, my mouth had already gone dry and I felt sick; like somehow I knew it wasn't going to be good news. Turned out not to be quite as tragic as I had expected, but nonetheless the news wasn't good. I feared listening. I didn't hang up, but I considered not answering.
When I relate a personal experience to a piece of music or a lyric, it is pretty profound. It lets me know I'm never really alone in any experience, and that is a gift. Thank you Daniel Gildenlöw 🥲
She keeps on calling me I keep hanging up It's not that I don't want to talk I just fear listening
The minute these lyrics sunk in, it brought me right back to a phone call I received from a friend that I hadn't heard from in a long time. Before I even heard his voice, my mouth had already gone dry and I felt sick; like somehow I knew it wasn't going to be good news. Turned out not to be quite as tragic as I had expected, but nonetheless the news wasn't good. I feared listening. I didn't hang up, but I considered not answering.
When I relate a personal experience to a piece of music or a lyric, it is pretty profound. It lets me know I'm never really alone in any experience, and that is a gift. Thank you Daniel Gildenlöw 🥲