Expat Laura
mysticsm and love
2004-02-23 | 7:11 p.m.

I love "Drops of Jupiter" by Train. It's the most wonderful song in the world.

It reminds me of those bits in films, those corny heart stopping bits where the boy and girl fall in love. They've spent an evening having a candlelight dinner in the park, the glow-in-the-dark-bugs are out, shimmering softly in the night against a violet sky, littered with stars as if some giant hand had thrown them across the sky. It's the point in the film where their futures and their pasts collide in an epic thunderstorm of love and hope and eternity. They're touching smiles, looking each other in the eye and then he's spinning her around under this magical sky, holding her close and they're smiling and you can see everything anyone ever wanted in these 2 people who are suspended in time, in music, in a moment of discovery and of love.

And as the music goes on you can see yourself in them, what you've lost and what you've gained in your life. It touches something in your very core, the part of you that wants romance and mysticism but will happily settle for one or the other. Once in a while you might be lucky enough to have both. But you don't care because your heart calls for everything it doens't have, an emotional kick that brings tears to your eyes.

It's not about what you lost, or even what you have now. It's about the future, and all the things you want and all the things you don't know if you'll ever have. Something about this song, this feeling of these 2 people suspended in a moment of eternal bliss, makes you long for that which you don't even know of. And you wonder when you're time will come.

so bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea. now a year has past...my bedside is cold, for i am gone, and spring blossoms you are to me
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