Able | Foreign Fields

This track makes me want to run.

Or ride my bike insanely fast.

Or get in a car and speed up the coast.

Or learn how to ride a motorcycle and take off.

Something about the way this song starts makes my heart race.

Hearing the sound of those strings being carried by steady a drum and light staccato patters…

I would rather not fight I guess

I would be teeth not breath

…and then those chant-like voices…

I would rather be dead

…and then the beats really come in…

I would rather make love I guess

I would rather be heart not chest

I would rather be dead

…and then it takes off.

This song makes me want run from everything I don’t want in my life right now.

It makes me want to run towards the experiences I’d rather have.

To run away from old habits.

To run towards who I’d rather be…or from who I’d rather not be

Waiting for my own device to…

Waiting for my own device to…

Waiting for my own device to…

Waiting for my own device to…

…be able.

Sometimes I would love to wait. To be patient. To understand it takes time to be able to move from where I am to where I want to go.

I would love to wait. 

But I always end up wanting to run.