The other day as I was out riding a song came on my playlist, it was a song I've heard a thousand times but all of a sudden the words to it really sunk in.
Just the other day as I talked with Grace about the fact that because of my cycles and my anti-depressant I've been constantly going up and down over the last 1 1/2 years. I have always refereed to me at my lowest as "rock bottom". I was riding along not paying too much attention to the words when all of a sudden I hear, "You're gettin' used to the rocks at the bottom". Wait, What? I started the song over and this time really listened to it for probably the first time ever. Maybe I needed it to sink in right now. It is kinda perfect for all my emotions flying around about my Grandpa. I finally acknowledged how hurt I've felt and also that I'm ready to let it go.
-Let It Hurt
Rascal Flatts
Seven forty two in the morning
Eight seconds before it all sinks in
Put your best face on for the world
Fake another smile and just pretend
But you're just puttin' off the pain
Nothing's ever really gonna change
So let it hurt, let it bleed
Let it take you right down to your knees
Let it burn to the worst degree
May not be what you want, but it's what you need
Sometimes the only way around it
Is to let love do it's work
And let it hurt
Yeah, let it hurt
Three twenty eight in the morning
Countin' up the spaces between the rain
You're gettin' used to the rocks at the bottom
Your heart goes numb, but the lonely stays the same
And that's the price you're bound to pay
And there's really nothing anyone can say
Oh, there's only just one way
So let it hurt, let it bleed
Let it take you right down to your knees
Let it burn to the worst degree
May not be what you want, but it's what you need
Sometimes the only way around it
Is to let love do it's work
So go on
Yeah, let it hurt
You might just find you're better for it
When you let go and you learn
To let it hurt, let it bleed
Let it take you right down to your knees
Oh
Sometimes the only way around it
Is to let love do it's work
So go on
And let it hurt
Oh, let it hurt
Seven forty two in the morning
Eight seconds before it all sinks in
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