Ricardo Sevilla's Blog

A work of art which did not begin in emotion is not art.

 

 “Great photography is about depth of feeling, not depth of field.” – Peter Adams

 

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Every so often, I stumble upon a song that captivates me. Whether it's the underlying melody or the poetry behind the lyrics, something about the song embeds itself within me. It's as if a part of my being sinks into a warm pool of memories that remind me why I am the man that I am today. Some of these memories ache, but the pain is subtle. Some of these memories are wondrous, and the heart is warmed. It's like losing gulps of air within the interlude of your breathing. These compelling songs are the ones that make me turn off all the lights, sit down on my favorite chair, take a sip of my favorite wine, lean backward, close my eyes, and kindly ask Alexa to play. And in darkness, appreciate every note of a very powerful song.

 

If I was in heaven with you
I wouldn't cry for a long time
If I was in the middle with you
I would be free to speak my mind


Ooh, would you lie down?
See those clothes I'm wearing now?
Tell me where my faith is
Or is it off the road?


Ooh, would you lie down?
Tell me which birds are in the sky
Or which flowers lie at the edge of the wood


If I was in the garden with you
You would tell me how it turned out right
If I was at the table with you
I would see, I'd see your crown


Ooh, would you lie down?
See those books I'm reading now?
Are you in the dark or are you gone for good?


Ooh, would you lie down?
Tell me which birds are in the sky
Or which flowers lie by the side of the road