You guys know that Modest Mouse song, The World at Large?
That song has come in and out of my life a number of times since I first heard it, and was definitely an anthem of mine at multiple periods of time.
There’s that line in it
My thoughts were so loud
I couldn’t hear my mouth
I feel like
Is a different sounding version of The Search, by NF
Highlighting a different aspect, maybe
of the same kind of thing
A sadder, more wistful Search, maybe
But a Search nonetheless
It’s all about Drifting
Went to the porch to have a thought
Got to the door and again I couldn’t stop
Every new season
Every new day, and-
Walked on off to another spot
I still haven’t got anywhere that I want
My thoughts, in the car a bit ago
Were getting a little too loud
So I turned the volume knob on the stereo up
Not this song, a different one
But it made me think about that line, from this song
And what I said the other day about loud music, in forgiveness
Well, what I didn’t say, actually
About one of the ways that music has grown to become such a powerful tool in my life
Sometimes I feel like that is what I do
When I get in those crazy spirals of Not Helpful sorts of thoughts
if I notice that happening
And have enough presence of mind to at least try to slow that kind of roll
I turn the volume
For a time.
Until it is safe to think them again.