But the more I listen… the more I think it’s something else. Because none of these songs are loud. None of them are trying to impress me. They just… tell the truth.
Take Your Time doesn’t rush—it lingers.
Just Once doesn’t shout—it sighs.
Landslide doesn’t push—it reflects.
Time in a Bottle doesn’t pretend—it aches. Somewhere in between, they all whisper the same thing: You feel this too, don’t you?
There’s love in these songs. But not the easy kind. It’s the kind that almost worked. The kind that still lingers. The kind you’d fix… if you just had one more chance. Maybe the kind where, just for a moment, everything slows down enough to feel right, like in Take Your Time, and you realize not everything needs to be rushed to be real.
There’s time in these songs, too. Not measured in minutes—but in moments you wish you could hold onto a little longer. Then there’s that thread running through all of them— a quiet, stubborn hope.
Even in Something’s Always Wrong… even in Barely Breathing… there’s still something that refuses to let go. Maybe that’s why they stay on repeat. Because they don’t just sound good. They understand something.
About getting older. About loving imperfectly. About realizing that life didn’t turn out exactly how you planned… and still finding yourself whispering along with What a Wonderful World anyway.
I used to think I was choosing these songs. Now I’m not so sure. I think they’ve been choosing me.
My whole playlist on repeat would include:
Just Once by James Ingram
Take Your Time by Sam Hunt
Get Closer by Seals & Crofts
Landslide by Stevie Nicks (Fleetwood Mac)
Time In a Bottle and I Have to Say I Love You in a Song by Jim Croce
Crystal Ball by Tommy Shaw (Styx)
Higher by Damn Yankees
Beautiful Crazy by Luke Combs
What A Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong
Lady by Lionel Richie/Kenny Rogers
Somethings Always Wrong by Toad the Wet Sprocket
Waiting for a Star to Fall by Boy Meets Girl
Barely Breathing by Duncan Sheik
Time by Hootie & the Blowfish
Feeling Good by Michael Buble
There's a Place In the World for a Gambler by Dan Fogelberg
Here & Now by Luther Vandross
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