What can I say when nothing needs to be said.
I feel it in my heart
I hear it in my head.
Boom Boom Boom.
I am not sure how else to explain my sudden calling, that woke me up in the middle of the night to Boom Boom Boom.
I woke up to this part of a song that I have not heard in a very long time. I really can’t recall the last time that I heard it, but I remember that I loved it. This early morning awakening were the parts of a song I could not fully identify:
“I could not believe the information
My heart going boom boom boom
Grab your things, I’ve come to take you home.”
So at 3 in the morning, normally feeling groggy and incoherent, I sat up, wide eyed, my heart was going boom boom boom. I remember thinking, I have got to find the name of this song! It was nagging at me like the nostalgic smell you remember from your childhood that you can’t recall.
Boom boom boom just kept repeating it in my mind. Let me just say, I knew that it represented something more than just another song, but I didn’t know how or why it was different. Now most people that know me know that I am a music/lyric lover. With that said, there really isn’t a song in my repertoire that does not carry some emotional significance. However, I have never had a song wake me up so suddenly to a boom boom boom in my head and heart. So I had to delve a little deeper.
What am I eluding to you might be wondering?
First listen to the song as you read the lyrics
Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
[I] just had to trust imagination
My heart going boom boom boom
“Son, ” he said “Grab your things,
I’ve come to take you home.”
To keepin’ silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Tho’ my life was in a rut
“Till I thought of what I’d say
Which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart going boom boom boom
“Hey” he said “Grab your things
I’ve come to take you home.”
When illusion spin her net
I’m never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me
Today I don’t need a replacement
I’ll tell them what the smile on my face meant
My heart going boom boom boom
“Hey” I said “You can keep my things,
they’ve come to take me home.”
This song came out in 1977. I couldn’t believe it is that old! Well, maybe not old, but it is a classic! So after hearing it for the first time in years, it was as if I was being reunited with a long lost friend or memory, I was lost for words. It spoke to me like no other song and the timing is spot on! This song has been an awakening and what better time to have one than at 3 am in the morning? Peter Gabriel, the artist who created this moving ballad almost 40 years ago says the meaning of this song is “It’s about being prepared to lose what you have for what you might get… It’s about letting go.” BOOM.
At the end of the day, I know what I want to do, but I am never one to do anything quickly. It is very frustrating, because I want things done quickly, but it is not how I am wired.
For example:
I did not want to come out of my mom’s womb (three weeks late to be exact) and I pouted for the next 5-10 years. My brothers might think I have never recovered.
I was a late walker.
I was held back in elementary school.
I can be socially awkward.
I can be apprehensive in establishing long term relationships.
I am painfully slow to get into water. Side note – NEVER PUSH ME IN!
Anyway, you get the point…
And I might want to clarify that I am not saying that I am ready, but I am tip-toeing… to the ready, just ever so slowly. I am trusting in the timing and universe. I am a believer that the universe gives you what you need. However… I am just now open to receiving it.
I see it. I feel it. I hear it.
Boom boom boom.
Who said 40 was old when I am just now starting to figure it out?
Little by little. Boom boom boom. Listen, Breathe, Repeat,
Again and always
Melissa
swannasana.com 