This song though: "Firewood"

Don't give up.

Billy needed money to go to the Royal Ballet School; so instead of spending it to buy firewood during the most bitter of winters (in many ways than one); Mr. Elliot decided that his late wife's beloved piano could perhaps help them get by. 

I remember the blizzard, Billy's red nose, lips, and flushed cheeks; watching his father from the doorway, both of them silent. There was only the chopping sound and the garbled keys of the piano as they are briskly separated from each other; about to carry out another purpose.

(Film: Billy Elliot, 2000)

It was a truly cold day. Press. Play.

I was riding the van, on my way to work and I got lost in my thoughts about my career and my future. Then suddenly this song plays, 

The piano is not firewood yet.

This is just one of those times when a song just describes exactly how you feel at that exact moment. I couldn't help but hold on to it. 

(Me: 2013)

Nothing has been decided yet so why give up?
It's not the end of the world.

The piano is not...firewood ..yet
They try to remember ...but still they forget
That the heart beats in threes
Just like a waltz
And nothing... can stop you from dancing

I must try and remember that the fight isn't over.
Never forget, I am strong
NOTHING and NO ONE can stop me!

Rise from your cold... hospital bed
You're. not. dy...ing
Everyone knows you're going to live
So you might as well start try...ing

The piano is not... fire wood yet

but the cold does get cold
So it soon might be that

I might PUSH THROUGH and go on but it doesn't mean that things won't get bad. 

It will.

Oh soon it will.

I'll take it apart, call up my friends
And we'll warm up our hands by the fire

And when it does get bad, I know I am not alone. I'll make the best of it surrounded by the people that I love the most.

Don't look so shocked
Don't judge so harsh
You don't know
You are only spying

People shouldn't judge me, my decisions, and my current situation. 

You may not know what it's like or you may never know at all.

Everyone knows... it's going to hurt
But at least.. we'll get hurt.. try..ing

The piano is not fire wood yet

But a heart can't be helped
And it gathers regret

There are just some things that I cannot change; I cannot control. 
I am impulsive; my emotions fill up and I end up taking great risks. 
These risks do not come without regrets. 

That's just how life is.

Someday you'll wake up and feel a great pain
And you'll miss every toy you've ever owned
You'll want to go back
You'll wish you were small
Nothing can slow the crying
You'll take the clock off your wall
And you'll wish it was lying

The truth just...
...hurts.

I'll hurt....a lot more than I can imagine at one time. 
Life gets us so cornered up that I wish it was simple; as simple as when I was a kid. When everything was innocent, pure, and inconsequential.

Let us not waste our time here on earth. Time never waits or slows down, it just keeps on going even if you don't want it too.

Love what you have and you'll have more love
You're not dying
Everyone knows you're going to love
Though there's still no cure for crying

😞😔

❤❤❤