and Words
How can you see into my eyes like open doors?
Leading you down into my core where I’ve become so numb
Without a soul, my spirit’s sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home
(Wake me up) wake me up inside (I can’t wake up), wake me up inside
(Save me) call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up) bid my blood to run (I can’t wake up) before I come undone
(Save me) save me from the nothing I’ve become
Lyric excerpts from Musixmatch.
Shortly after the turn of the millennium (yes, I know how that sounds), a song got persistent airplay. I mean this literally; it was played consistently on the radio. The radio station pumped that music through the airwaves and into the radio, which I listened to most frequently in my car. I spent many evenings driving the Western Washington freeways for just the feel of the road. Naturally, the music added to that bliss. Mostly, I played my own music.
Occasionally, I tuned the radio. I darted back and forth among half a dozen preset stations in the car. The radio DJ’s will normally announce the name of the song and artist either immediately before or shortly after the song plays. Strangely, for this particular song the DJ’s persistently neglected to mention either one. One station very maddeningly simply referred to it as ‘the song’.