And The World Turned -Gabe Dixon Band

Hear the song here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5eRhOA8Z2HE

Girl stood on the rocks with the water at her feet
the sun on her skin and a tear on her cheek
With her hand on her chest and the wind in her hair
Underneath her breath like a beggar's prayer, she said
"I miss you, come back to me
I wish you'd come back to me."
But nobody heard
And the world turned and the world turned and the world turned

And thats when the girl reached in her pocket
pulled out a silver heart-shaped locket
Opened it up and stared for a while at her faded boy
with a lazy smile, oh how
I miss you, come back to me
I wish you'd come back to me
But nobody heard
And the world turned and the world turned and the world turned

And she walked to the deepest part of the river
And she thought about diving in
She imagined how the current would overtake her
How easy it would be to disappear
But instead she tossed the locket
In the cool, blue, water

That night in her bed, she let herself weep
She let herself cry herself to sleep
And there in a dream somewhere in the night
Saw the boy and the locket by the riverside, saying
"I miss you, come back to me
I wish you'd come back to me."
But nobody heard
And the world turned and the world turned and the world turned

I was recently introduced to the Gabe Dixon Band by my friend J.R. and have been hooked ever since. The music is fantastic and the lyrics are even better. It was hard picking which song I really wanted to use because there are about three right now that I feel really connected to.

I'm still not sure why this one is sticking out in my mind. But lately, I've felt like I was losing someone I really care about -maybe two someones- and I have that aching I wish you'd come back to me feeling.

And you can see this girl, trying so desperately to let the boy go, as she throws the locket with his picture into the river. But even after her grand gesture, the boy returns to her in a dream.

It makes me wonder if we can ever really let something go, or if a part of it stays with us forever. I tend to lean towards the latter because chances are, we've grown in the experience and that growth stays with us.

The world turning is an interesting notion too. Because I feel like the girl is timeless, standing in the middle of the river, mourning her loss and yet the world around her doesn't hear her pleas; it just keeps spinning on around her. Grief has a funny way of altering our perception.

Nevertheless, it's been really hard grasping the fact that sometimes you just have to let people go, even if your heart aches with love for them...