I was already sure I liked the sound
before I really heard the song.
Sure I liked the promise it held
before I could sing along.
The tune crept inside my head
and caught itself on repeat,
an ever present melody
and time consuming beat.
And then the words appeared,
just an accompaniment at first.
A voice to put to the music,
memorable, new, rehearsed.
The more I listened the more I learned
about what it truly contained.
The mind behind the lyrics,
the composition now explained.
Now and then a new meaning comes
and I learn a little more
about one of my favourite songs;
I open another door.
I won't ever stop finding them,
I hope I never do,
like turning the pages of an unread book
and learning something new.
But now I've really heard that song
and I've kept it on repeat
and I know that whatever I hear now
will find it difficult to compete.