What is Pouring Out? Is It Our Confession?

🎼 Noisy Heart_Darin

Songs you particularly cherish shouldn’t be easily shared. Even though I knew that fact well, and had been hurt by it countless times, I often easily shared songs I liked. You seem to like so many things. When we talk about things you like, the things I like keep lining up, one after another, like a chain reaction.

I’m that kind of person. Someone who has a lot to say about what they like and can’t stand not expressing it. In the realm of music, the expression of my liking becomes even stronger, which is why memories related to songs take up a particularly large space with people I’m close to.

As our relationship matured, our playlist ripened, and one day I’d find us drenched in the songs we’d shared. Darin’s Noisy Heart was like that too. In the car against a dark sky, in the bedroom where evening had settled with a bluish hue – it wasn’t a particularly fitting song, but your image, repeatedly playing it just because you liked it, often lingers within the song.

My heart was as noisy as the song, and there were more days when I faced your silently changing expressions. I couldn’t be someone like the bass, quietly supporting the beautiful piano.

Both you and I.

💿 (The lyrics are really good…)

Have we lost something? A noisy heart Caressing a cold coffee cup What is pouring out? Is it our confession? Listening to the hesitant sound of rain Why can’t I hide this enduring heart? Like that expression that reveals everything even without words I think I know the words you’re waiting for I’m a coward too, hmm hmm I’m a coward too, hmm hmm The sound of rain grows louder And I can’t hear your heart