hats’s it mean to you? The sun upon my face and the breeze against my back, a long walk in the sun… I look up at the blooming trees and wonder if there is something, anything, in store for me this season. It’s a nostalgic feeling, paired with a nostalgic sound—both a feeling and a sound I haven’t felt in a vey long time. I look at the teenagers, the boys in groups laughing about the girls that texted them back—the girls across the street looking at the boys to look at them. I chuckle to myself, and think… what is it?
The pace speeds up—the tempo picks up, I remember the times, I remember the feelings, and then I think of now. The things that go along with the feeling that I feel, the feelings I absolutely don’t want to feel—and yet I still feel drawn to… as if I want to give this thing my all..
Slowing down I, or, we’re, or, they’re all lost, scrambling trying our best to find this thing that we all long for, but for some reason, once we find it, its like some how its lost. The dictionaries don’t help, and google serves no use, when at the end of the day, the trouble is finding out what love means, to those who chose.
A dance for two, with equal parts – Iruz makes it clear that its quite hard.Matching the steps, catching the vibe, and locking yourself into a world with you and your lover alone feels like a game you will never win, until its won.The soft patter of the drums and the gentle echoes of the trumpet support the tender and blissful harmonies whispering through my airpods, making me feel as though I’m on my way to discovering what that word means personally, to myself, the only problem however is that the word means something different, to most nearly everyone else…
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