Shown above is the album cover of The Script's
newly released album entitled #3. Ever since I heard their breakthrough hit "The
Man Who Can't Be Moved", The Script officially became one of my favorite
bands. I am an I-like-the-lyrics-of-that-song kind of girl, and the lyrics of
this band’s songs totally rock.
I would like to ramble about the existence of
numbers (I love them!) in this album. I usually wonder about the reasons why
albums and songs are titled such as they are; and in this case, I guess the
album is called #3 since it’s their third album and the band is composed of
three fantabulous and brilliant men.
The first song included in this album, which I
particularly like, is “Six Degrees of Separation” which tells us that moving on
is way harder and more painful than nursing a broken heart.
First, you think the worst is a
broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little
This is exactly the kind of song which definitely
belongs to everyone’s break-up playlist. This is the kind of song which plays
repeatedly during emo moments where someone, somewhere is trying (and failing)
to hold back tears. This is the kind of song that you absolutely would not want
to play if one is desperately shoving bittersweet memories at the backmost
portion of their minds.
The sad thing about this song (one of many) is
the presence of the number six in the title. I believe that if someone were
heartbroken, he certainly would not want to go through all six degrees of
separation. I, for one instance, would like to go through it at once and be
done with it in a speedy pace. Life would indeed be more sweet if moving on
could be done in just a blink of an eye.
However, another sad thing is (I told you,
there’s a lot of this.) The Script is right. There are six degrees of separation
--- and maybe more to unfortunate persons--- that we have to go through in all
its agonizing glory. Six is a lot. Six is too much. Six degrees is a long way
to go. Often times, through these six degrees of separation, happiness and
laughter become just a memory, which leads us to wonder if there is ever an end
to it.
Another song that I really like from this album
is titled “No Words”. In this song,
Danny is ranting about his capacity to talk all night and all day about
anything under the sun, but when it comes to this certain girl, there are no
words.
But what can I say,
about something that blows me away
without it sounding
like another cliche
From what I've seen and I've heard, when it comes to you,
baby no, there are
no, there are no words
Yeah I swear this much is true, there ain't a word in this world that describes
you
This time, the number included is zero. The number zero usually gives a negative
connotation because it indicates the idea of nothingness and blankness, of
emptiness, and oblivion. But in this song, the guy’s loss of words to describe
the girl is as sweetest as he could ever be. This means that sometimes, when we
are drowned by lies and pretenses caused by words spoken carelessly, we can
still find comfort in silence. This song reminds me not to jump quickly to conclusions;
that at times, silence does not mean nothing. That once in a while, it could also
mean anything. That every so often, it could mean everything.
The next song that I want to share with you,
folks, is “Hurricanes”.
We're thunder and lightning, caught in a war
Together we make
the perfect storm
The beauty of this song is that it talks about equations. It imparts to
us that when you add up things, it results to something wonderful. I like the
thought of creating something perfect out of imperfect things. I would like to
believe that I live with equations in my life; that good stuff comes up because
I did things that completely add up together. I would like to hope that though other
people do not see this, they would also live their lives through equations,
which defines how they deal with whatever life throws at them --- to add love and
to subtract pain, to multiply smiles and divide sorrows.
:)
