Have you ever listened to a song and suddenly you just started crying? It's the perfect and tragic mix of circumstance, mood, lyrics, and beat. Well that happened to me recently with the song "Stay Gold" by First Aid Kid.

I'm currently in Alaska, traveling across the state with some of my friends. One day we were riding in the van and people were taking naps against the window and others dramatically looked in the distance with headphone in their ears. I'm not a huge nap gal, so I decided to give Spotify I try. I hadn't listened to this song in years and I don't even remember where I've heard the song before, but for some reason I still swiped right to put it in the queue. As I was looking out over mountains, a stretching road, and landscape of grass, I was struck by the lyrics:

“What is a hard work ends in despair?

What if the road won't take me there?

What if to love and be loved is not enough?

What if I fall and can't bear to get up?"

Tears started flowing quickly, and I didn't even know why.

After closer examination, I realized someone had just written down my biggest fears and put it into a song. I have always prided myself on being a good person and loving others, but what if that isn't enough? I have always opperated under optimism, but what if everything doesn't work out? What if everything I have built for myself suddenly disappears?

Scary. Right?

Those lyrics have been in my head all week and although catchy, they were really starting to poke at me. Suddenly, I came to the conclusion that I didn't want to live in fear of that fate. I'm not going to worry about the future, but instead continue on each day, not letting worries stop me from experience.

I've heard other songs that strike chords in me before, and I probably will again and I think that's the point. Music is art, and art is there to get the audience thinking, questioning, and engaging with it.

So next time you hear a song that just feels special, listen to the words and really dig at why it made you feel that certain way. You will probably come to some sweet realizations.