There are certain songs that seem retrained, slow, peaceful, a certain rhythm that keeps on repeating. A voice that makes no effort, not even on the chorus part. It’s calm, it accepts what’s said in the song. It all seems smooth, normal, it’s a song of dealing with life. But if you actually listen to it, you feel the storm, thunder, earthquake hidden in it. The tormented soul, the restless mind, the pain, the anger, the pain, the torture. All hidden under a smiling face, listening to a song, dealing with the people around.

That tortured soul is just looking for a way to channel out all that’s eating it alive, from the inside. And the song helps. This is what listening to The Frames – Seven day mile triggered in my mind…