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Linked. Thats what i am. Linked, connected with her music. Her words, her experiences. Everything she wrote I have experienced. Everything I've gone through she's put to music. Its always the same, I don't go looking for songs to describe my feelings; they always find me. The most commonplace settings yeild yet another feeling of mine immortalized in song. a movie night showed me Both sides now, a K. D. Lang cd showed me Case of you. And the latest masterpeice brought to my attention through the cacophony of everyday life? Sometimes I'm happy. a simple song, a song i could have written. But Joni wrote it first.its discouraging and encouraging at the same time.To have all your inner words put out on paper and to music for you makes you feel like theres nothing left for you to do. But at the same time you realize your words have potential.
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