There was a time in my life, a few years during middle school, when I used to sit down at the piano and play and sing this song, nearly every day. All three verses, from memory, loud enough that you could hear it outside in the garden.
It definitely helped me to shut out bad things on bad days. Attention to timing, correct words, and correct notes from memory made it hard to think about anything else. I suppose it's not surprising that when I moved away from home and wasn't formally studying piano anymore, my mental health took the nosedive that it did.
Seriously, how did you come to post this tonight? It is strangely appropriate for me, right now.
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Date: 2009-10-06 09:16 am (UTC)It definitely helped me to shut out bad things on bad days. Attention to timing, correct words, and correct notes from memory made it hard to think about anything else. I suppose it's not surprising that when I moved away from home and wasn't formally studying piano anymore, my mental health took the nosedive that it did.
Seriously, how did you come to post this tonight? It is strangely appropriate for me, right now.