You know that song that every time you hear it come on the radio, you’re so excited? Or when you only catch the tail end of it, you wish you could rewind time and have been able to start from the very beginning?
For me, that’s “Vice” by Miranda Lambert.
I think we all have a way to relate to this song; I know I do. I am a mover. I have never stayed in an apartment longer than a year and in fact, I have spent the last week apartment hunting as it’s time to move again.
These lyrics give me chills:
Another town, where my past can’t run me down
Another life, another call, another bed I shouldn’t crawl out of
At 7AM with shoes in my hand
Said I wouldn’t do it, but I did it again
And I know I’ll be gone tomorrow night
Mmm, another vice
Standing at the sink not looking in the mirror
Don’t know where I am or how I got here
Well the only thing that I know how to find
Is another vice
But the song…I can’t help but sing along. I can’t help but wish I could really sing it, like for others to hear, instead of just to myself, my car and the one way radio. What I can do though, is make sure you all hear it and are given the opportunity to realize while different in each of us, we all have that vice.