the mystery of the lost love letter

There's so much mystery when you find a letter on the street and you have no idea who the letter is from and where it was suppose to go.  I was on my way home from the park with Dylan who was running down the sidewalk with her new backpack and with no care in the world (literally).

I look down and I see this letter.  There's mystery in it.   Who wrote it?  Where was it suppose to go? Without reading too much into it, the letter reads like an apology.  And than it reads like someone who is optimistic about the future and is trying to convey some sense of hope.  She must be a musician because she mentions having to replace the strings on her cello and this is all very familiar to me. The other thought that keeps running through my head is why was it left here on the street for anyone to see?  Did the writer give up on the idea of getting back together with this person?   Was the struggle of living with a musician (A person who states in the same letter that she is sorry for the high Visa bill, but, "At her last concert, I played very difficult pieces astonishing well."  Very confident. I'm impressed and inspired.  

So I wrote a song inspired by the letter.  And then I blogged about it. 

Here are the lyrics:

Don't Give Up

I'm sorry to hear

Your strings were cut loose

Everything costs 

Much more when you lose

I'm sorry to tell you

My visa fell through

When life gets way too much

Don't give up

Don't give up

I know it's not the thought

We'll be together not apart

Well I can't lose you

When everything's too much

Don't give up

Don't give up

I miss you so much

Don't give up

Don't give up

Don't give up

DZ