Just a fun post of some songs that sound like what they’re singing about.

“We Go Driving” by Kat Higgins. Yeah, you know that story. Here’s to motherhood in all its shapes and sizes.

“Fireflies” by OWL City. If ten million fireflies were buzzing around me, I’m sure the combined sound of their wings would sound like this song.

“River” by Joni Mitchell. Winter, Christmas, skating on frozen rivers….this song just evokes so many feelings about the winter season.

“Dreams” by the Cranberries reminds me of fall, most likely because of the movie “You’ve Got Mail.” Regardless, I play this song loud when I’m driving in my car in the fall. I mean real fall, not this warm, humid, foggy, crampy excuse of a Jersey season. By the time Jersey gives us fall, it’ll be winter. Jersey never disappoints. Ugh.

“Bright” by Echosmith. This song sounds like the way love should feel. Not the haunting, exhausting, pain-ridden kind of love, but the nice kind. The easy natural kind. Love the way it should be. Sweet, easy, and melodic. Filled with light and flowers. The type of love that gives you a pep to your step, and makes colors brighter and breezes sweeter. The lead singer looks startlingly like Anna Kendrick, and has the sweetest voice.

“Summer Breeze” by Seals and Croft. Although the song starts a tad discordantly, this song will forever remind me of my childhood summers.

“Use Me” by Bill Withers. Sex. I remember it faintly as something I enjoyed. Love this song, just Bill Withers on stage, jamming. Cool personified.

“The House That Built Me” by Miranda Lambert. The wonders and magic of childhood, and the regret you feel as an adult that perhaps you didn’t appreciate it when you were living it. Ever go home to check on your old house and yard, and it looks so…small? I will never, ever, ever, as long as I live, forgive Blake Shelton for leaving beautiful Miranda. I mean, look at that face- how could he leave that face? If he comes on the radio, I turn him off. Love you, Miranda.

“Landslide” by Stevie Nicks. Reminds me of my sons. Every smile, laugh, piece and particle of them. One Christmas they bought me a beautiful framed graphic of the first verse. It sits prominently in my bedroom, where I can read it whenever I want. When it comes on the radio, all talking ceases. It’s our family soundtrack, and sure to make me cry with joy every time. Stevie Nicks just perfect in her perfection.