Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Her Name Was Truth

I was going through my old CD collection today and found all of my Ben Harper CD's. It's funny, you sometimes forget how much you were in love with a song until you hear it again years later, then all those memories come back to you again. I put this song on and I can remember my entire summer that year... The boy I liked, how hot and humid it was, the sound of the crickets, I remember it all. There's nothing in this world that has better memories for me than music, no place, no person, just... music.
She couldn't spend one day alone, but she couldn't be satisfied.

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