Review: Caught

Sometimes there are those songs that are just healing for your soul, and this has been one of them. Last weekend I was out on the Washington coast for a family reunion. I woke up early and went for a run around the neighborhood we were staying. I think it is one of the first times I just went out running without knowing where the heck I was going, as I had never visited the town before. I was willing to get lost. And reflecting on that now, I think that is metaphorically fitting. Anyway, my run eventually led me down to the beach, where I plopped myself down on a piece of driftwood and just sat and let the beach setting wash over me. And this song came on through my headphones. It hit me right then: this song spoke to me about where I was at. And it is funny because this song wasn't really offering me a solution. The healing came with the identification - I am not alone. I am not the only one who has felt like this. It was like a peace that everything will be okay. It might not be now, and that's okay, but it will be eventually...hopefully.


Song: Caught

Artist: Florence + The Machine

Album: How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful

Year Released: 2015


You can listen to it online here.


Lyrics:


It's the hardest thing I've ever had to do
To try and keep from calling you
Well, can my dreams keep coming true?
How can they?
Cause when I sleep, I never dream of you

As if the dream of you, it sleeps too
But it never slips away
It just gains its strength and digs its hooks
To drag me through the day

And I'm caught
I forget all that I've been taught
I can't keep calm, I can't keep still
Pulled apart against my will

It's the hardest thing I've ever had to prove
You turn to salt as I turned around to look at you
Old friends have said, the books I've read
Say it's the thing to do
But it's hard to see it when you're in it
Cause I went blind for you

Then you leave my head, crawl out the bed
Subconscious solipsist
And for those hours deep in the dark
Perhaps you don't exist

And I'm caught
I forget all that I've been taught
I can't keep calm, I can't keep still
Pulled apart against my will

And I was thrashing on the line
Somewhere between
Desperate and divine
I can't keep calm, I can't keep still
Persephone will have her fill

And I'm caught
I forget all that I've been taught
I can't keep calm, I can't keep still
Pulled apart against my will