Here is the song.

You’re sitting back in the cinema with your missus and you get closer and she leans back into your arms – you know the scene. But it’s very hard to portray what it feels like to occupy a human body when this sort of human contact occurs – like magic, your pulse begins to slow down, but not in any straightforward linear fashion, no, your pulse slows down like the first autumn leaf falling from a tree in slow motion; it takes detours, it picks up speed, it stays suspended in the air, a bit like this song! Listen in to how every instrument pursues the task of recreating the experience of feeling the appreciation of being loved;

The drums keeping your pulse low and steady,

The bass providing the understated funk,

The violin providing the raw drama of romance,

The harp doing je ne sais quoi to your heart,

And the vocalists providing the fine detail and rendering of emotion in real-time.

There is real gratefulness in the lyrics, a plainness that is, ironically, the most meaningful expression of thankfulness you could ask for. Perhaps there comes a point where elaborate articulation can betray the genuine. But this song is a glorious reminder of the need for simple and direct expressions of love.

How good does it feel to be loved by someone? As good as it is listening to the outro when the song seems like it’s running out of space in its lungs but then it finds an extra store of oxygen from deep in its gut. When it’s true love, some would say that this store has an unlimited supply.

Here is the song.

Perhaps loved ones who have died really do remain a part of us through our memories. Memories that form crucial parts of our identity over time. And what happens when these memories take on a life of their own, when we inhabit them, when we can still smell, hear and touch the people that have passed away? I guess a song like this happens. I have found myself humming the chorus to Every Part – it has the ability to cheer me up and transport me closer to ‘the light’ as I walk the city streets at night.

“You’re with me all the time, everything I do, you’re always on my mind, you’re in every part of me”

And the vocalist of the song means it. Listen to bass and the keys on the 1/4 and the off-2/4 all throughout the song – perfect sync. Listen carefully to the melody in the chorus – dual vocals. Listen to the oboes in the bridge – as if at opposite sides of the same double-dutch ropes. Almost haunting the vocalist through every transition within the song. But I’ve never thought that there could be such comfort in haunting sounds, yet there it is in the echo of the vocals and the reverb in the chorus.

In movie soundtracks, key characters often have themes that represent the essence of their personalities. I’ve often wondered what mine might be if I was a character in an epic drama; would it be as sincere as the image painted of Linda in this song? Would it leave people feeling as serene as it’s silky instrumentation? And would it still resonate days later, long after the song is over?