Cool Stuff #3B

While we were on the subject of funerals and the similarities with the music choice, I couldn't help but remember one song in particular that I've grown attached to... After my great aunt's funeral, I sat in a room full of girls who's faces were painted with tears and smeared lipstick and mascara, these girls were the daughters and nieces of my aunt Elenore. Since we didn't really know each other and weren't really up for attempting to make any connection at all with each other; we just sat on the pieces of furniture that were placed around the room and waited until it was time to leave. While we waited, the oldest of the daughters flipped through the stations on her clock-radio absently until she found a familiar song, "Fly Away" by Lenny Kravitz. This song is important to me still because it served as a catalyst of some sort which helped each of us break the silence and sing together. Although I DO NOT remember the faces or the names of the girls, I still remember the feeling that I felt while hearing the song and sharing that same longing to be somewhere other than the place that I was then.