Feels Like Home

Country music, for me, is nostalgia.

That means when I cite artists or lyrics on my blog, they're rarely country. Nashville isn't really known for the deep and meaningful (no offense to Tim and Faith), although I will say there are several artists that have impressed me over the years. And I keep listening because the songs are lively, they connect me to my roots.

This morning in the car, I was particularly struck by this Kenny Chesney song. With each new verse, he uses some of the most interesting, poignant comparisons. Granted, the song's pretty depressing, but with a voice like Kenny's, it makes you melt anyways...

Better as a Memory

I move on like a sinners prayer
and letting go like a levee breaks
Walk away as if I don't care
Learn to shoulder my mistakes
Or built to fade like your favorite song
Get reckless when there's no need
Laugh as your stories ramble on
Break my heart, but it won't bleed
My only friends are pirates
That's just who I am
But I'm better as a memory than as your man

Never sure when the truth won't do
I'm pretty good on a lonely night
Or move on the way a storm blows through
And never stay, but then again, I might.
I struggle sometimes to find the words
Always sure until I doubt
Walk a line until it blurs
Build walls too high to climb out
But I'm honest to a fault
That's just who I am
I'm better as a memory than as your man

I see you leaning, you're bound to fall
I don't want to be that mistake
I'm just a dreamer and nothing more
You should know it before it gets too late

Cause goodbyes are like a roulette wheel
You never know where they're gonna land
First you're spinning, then you're standing still
Left holding a losing hand
But one day you're gonna find someone
And right away you'll know it's true
That all of your sinking's done
It was just a part of the passing through
Right there in that moment you'll finally understand
That I was better as a memory than as your man
Better as a memory than as your man