Hey.

I watched the movie Once about a week ago. Those songs are stuck inside of me now. When a song is stuck inside my head it tends to move into my feelings and animate me in a way.

Falling Slowly by Glen Hansard:

I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You'll make it now
Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along
I paid the cost too late
Now you're gone.

A good song is poetry and music intertwined. There's something scathing to the senses about a song with bad lyrics. The songs in Once are not only good, they're real, which perhaps is what makes them so good. They don't act as a magic carpet ride outside of reality but as a subway through it. You hurt with the love story of two broken people and have joy with them for their moment of consolation.