The Sting of Rejection
How many of you out there have ever been rejected by someone you really cared about?
I think that everyone has either rejected someone or has been rejected at some point in their lives. Perhaps, multiple times. Don’t you agree?
If you are on the receiving end of it, it’s not pleasant, right?
Well, I have been thinking about that for a few weeks now and a couple of days ago I wrote a new song that deals with that issue.
It’s called “Somewhere-a-carin’….about you”.
I’ve been carrying that phrase, “Somewhere A Caring “, around with me for about 20 years now. It is the title of a short story by Ruth G. Stewart that I read when I was stationed in Korea a long time ago. I just happened to like the story and it resonated with me at the time.
It wasn’t a story about rejection. It was about love and the main idea of the story was summed up in a quote by Rilke:
“Love consists in this–that two solitudes protect, and touch and greet each other.”
I have always liked that notion of somewhere a caring, as it was presented within the context of the short story. But somehow I thought of it again when I was thinking about the pain of rejection and what a person feels at such a time. So I merged the two concepts into my song.
It’s funny to me how the person who is rejected can carry a torch for an indefinite time for the one who rejected him/her. Seems like you’d just move on, right?
Maybe some do. And then maybe some don’t. The guy in my song is just a hopeless case, right?….. 🙂
So here it is:
(Sounds better if you use headphones)
“Somewhere-a-carin’ about you”
I don’t know why, why I feel this way.
I don’t know where it comes from everyday.
But what I do know is, it’s not going away.
I will always be somewhere-a-carin’ about you.
Just because you don’t, you don’t feel the same,
Don’t dismiss my feelings ’cause you just can’t feel my pain.
My heartbeat’s real. My heartbeat’s true.
And my heart will be somewhere-a-beating just for you.
I feel there’s a reason, a reason why we met.
But it’s not been revealed to me. It’s not obvious yet.
I can’t just move on and I don’t wanna forget.
But that’s just me. It’s like one hand clappin’, and yet….
I know I’ll always be somewhere-a-carin’ about you.
I realize I’m no one to you.
That’s the part that stings and there’s nothing I can do.
But you will always be someone to me.
And I’ll always be somewhere-a-carin’ about you
I feel there’s a reason, a reason why we met.
But it’s not been revealed to me. It’s not obvious yet.
I can’t just move on and I don’t wanna forget.
But that’s just me. It’s like one hand clappin’, and yet….
I know I’ll always be somewhere-a-carin’, yes, somewhere-a-carin’ about you.
and I’ll always be wondering how you’re farin’, as I go through life without you.
(Copyright, 12/8/2014, Dennis Adams)
