Tonight I was looking for music to sink into my background as I wrote. I’m slipping into some deep territory within my story and the right music can pave your path, as can the appropriate wine. Tonight, wine-wise, I’m sipping on something equivalent to Two-Buck Chuck. Not exactly appropriate, but it must do. (I have a fantastic bottle of red squirreled back since February [squirrels are coming up a lot in conversations tonight] for an anticipated special occasion, which, sadly, never arrived, thus I am planning on opening the sucker with a friend this weekend…)
As always, when I’m working on a piece that revolves around love, I instantly inject Rachael Yamagata into the air. I know damn near every song by heart. Her lyrics cut deep and express the absolute truth as she, and frequently the listener, knows it. She is probably my favorite artist, and yet I hadn’t heard the following song until this evening.
I cried when I heard it.
She’s right. You can’t solve anyone’s problems and you can’t heal someone’s heart.
You can love them with everything you have, but if they can’t return the love… then they just can’t. You can’t convince them. You can’t supply enough love for the two of you. You can try, you can give them all the space they require, and you can have the patience of a saint, but if they don’t feel it, they don’t feel it. If they’re simply not able to open up to love, well then… You know what to do, even if it breaks your own heart to do it.
If this is your first listen to Rachael Yamagata and you think her as spectacular as I do, please check out her other recordings. I can almost guarantee you will love nearly every song.