The Power Of Music

Published on March 18, 2025 at 3:44 PM

When Music Says What I Can't: How Songs Became Part of My Healing

There are some things I can explain with words, and then there are things I can only seem to explain through music.

Music has always been more than something I listen to in the background. For me, it can change my entire mood. A song can make me smile, bring back a memory I haven't thought about in years, make me cry when I didn't realize I needed to, or calm me down when my mind feels like it is moving a hundred miles an hour.

Sometimes I don't even have to intentionally choose a song. A few notes can come on, and suddenly I know exactly what it is. I know the words. I know the melody. Sometimes I know an unbelievable number of songs from beginning to end.

And I've often wondered: Is it normal to know the words to so many songs?

I think for some of us, music just sticks.

Why Can I Remember Songs So Easily?

One of the things I've always noticed about myself is how easily I memorize songs.

I can hear a song a handful of times and somehow the words become part of my memory. I don't necessarily sit down and try to memorize them. It just happens.

Sometimes I can hear the beginning of a song and immediately know what comes next. I might not remember someone's name. I might forget why I walked into a room. I might struggle to remember something I was just told.

But put on a song I've heard before?

Suddenly my memory seems to work perfectly.

There is actually a reason music can be so powerful for memory. Songs combine words, rhythm, melody, repetition, and emotion. Instead of remembering information as isolated words, our brains can attach it to a pattern.

That's why sometimes you can forget the title of a song but still know every word.

Music gives our brains something to hold onto.

For me, though, I think there is another part of it.

I don't just memorize the words. I remember how the song made me feel.

Why Do Certain Songs Hit Harder Than Others?

Have you ever heard a song and thought, How did they know exactly what I was feeling?

That's one of my favorite things about music.

A song can be about a completely different person's life, written by someone I've never met, and somehow it can feel like it was written specifically for me.

I think that's because we don't always hear songs objectively.

We hear them through the lens of our own lives.

A lyric about losing someone might remind one person of a relationship. For someone else, it might remind them of a parent, a friend, or a chapter of their life that ended.

A song about starting over might mean nothing to one person and everything to someone else.

The words haven't changed.

We have.

Sometimes the same song can hit completely differently at different points in our lives.

A song I heard years ago might have just been a song.

Then something happens.

A relationship ends.
A child grows up.
Someone leaves.
I go through something difficult.
I finally understand something about myself.

Suddenly that same song means something completely different.

It's almost like we don't just listen to music.

We add our own stories to it.

Why Do I Relate Songs So Much to My Life?

I think I naturally connect experiences with music.

There are songs that remind me of certain people. Songs that take me back to certain periods of my life. Songs that remind me of being younger. Songs that bring back friendships, relationships, difficult times, good times, or moments I didn't realize were important until later.

Sometimes I'll hear a song and immediately think, That is exactly how I feel.

Other times I'll hear a lyric and think, That's my life.

And sometimes it's almost eerie how accurately a song can describe something I've been struggling to put into words.

Maybe that's because music gives emotions somewhere to go.

There are feelings that are incredibly difficult to explain.

You can say, "I'm sad."

But sometimes you're not just sad.

You're disappointed, angry, exhausted, nostalgic, lonely, hopeful, scared, relieved, and overwhelmed all at the same time.

Try explaining all of that.

Sometimes it's easier to put on a song.

And suddenly the song is saying everything you couldn't.

Singing Calms Me Down

One of the biggest ways music helps me is through singing.

When I'm overwhelmed, singing can calm me down.

I don't have to be performing for anyone. I don't have to sound perfect. I don't have to know what I'm doing with my emotions.

I can just sing.

There is something about taking all that noise inside my head and turning it into something outside of me.

When I'm singing, I'm focusing on the words. I'm following the melody. I'm breathing. I'm listening to the music. I'm concentrating on what comes next.

For those few minutes, my brain has somewhere else to go.

And sometimes that's exactly what I need.

I don't necessarily need someone to fix the problem.

I don't need an explanation.

I don't need to figure everything out.

Sometimes I just need a song.

Music Can Change the Way a Moment Feels

Music has this incredible ability to change the atmosphere around us.

Put on an upbeat song and suddenly cleaning the house doesn't feel quite as miserable.

Put on an emotional song and sometimes you finally let yourself cry.

Put on an old favorite and you're transported back to another time.

Put on something calming and your body can start to settle.

That's one of the reasons I think music can be such a useful coping tool.

It doesn't necessarily make the problem disappear.

But it can change what happens inside me while I'm dealing with the problem.

And sometimes that's enough to get through the next few minutes.

The Connection Between Music and Memories

Music and memory seem almost inseparable for me.

There are songs that feel like time machines.

I can hear one and suddenly I'm not just remembering a moment. I'm remembering the feeling of that moment.

I remember who I was.

What I was doing.

Who was around me.

What life felt like.

Sometimes I wonder if that's why certain songs hit me so hard. They aren't just songs anymore.

They're pieces of my history.

Music can hold memories that we aren't consciously trying to preserve.

A song can become attached to a person, a place, a relationship, a season of life, or an experience.

And years later, those first few seconds can bring it all back.

That's powerful.

And sometimes it's beautiful.

Sometimes it's painful.

Sometimes it's both.

Is It Weird That I Know So Many Songs?

I don't think so.

I think some people are naturally better at remembering music, lyrics, melodies, or patterns.

And honestly, I'm grateful for it.

Because music has given me something I can carry with me.

I don't need a physical object to listen to a song.

I don't need someone else to understand why it matters.

I can sing it in my car.

I can listen to it at home.

I can put headphones on when the world feels too loud.

I can sing quietly to myself when I'm trying to calm down.

And sometimes a song can reach a part of me that conversation can't.

So if I know the words to hundreds of songs?

Maybe that's not something I need to question.

Maybe it's just part of the way my brain works.

Maybe music is one of the ways I process the world.

Music Doesn't Fix Everything

I also don't want to pretend music is a cure for mental health struggles.

It isn't.

There are times when listening to music won't be enough.

There are times when I need rest, support, conversation, professional help, or simply time.

But I have learned that coping doesn't always have to look complicated.

Sometimes coping looks like putting on my favorite song.

Sometimes it looks like singing loudly in the car.

Sometimes it means finding a song that matches exactly how I feel and letting myself experience it.

And sometimes it means choosing a completely different song because I don't want to stay in that emotion.

That's something I've learned about myself.

I can use music to feel my feelings without allowing those feelings to consume me.

Maybe That's Why Music Matters So Much to Me

When I think about why I relate so strongly to songs, I don't think it's simply because I like music.

I think it's because I've lived a lot of different chapters.

I've experienced happiness and heartbreak.

I've experienced love and loss.

I've experienced change.

I've had moments when I felt completely overwhelmed and moments when I felt like I was finally finding my way.

And somewhere along the way, music became part of all of it.

There are songs that belong to my childhood.

Songs that belong to friendships.

Songs that belong to relationships.

Songs that belong to difficult chapters.

Songs that remind me of who I used to be.

And songs that remind me of who I'm becoming.

Maybe that's why certain songs hit harder than others.

They aren't just telling a story.

They're reminding me of mine.

The Songs Are Part of My Story, Too

I've spent a lot of time thinking about memories and how much of our past stays with us.

Music has shown me that sometimes our memories don't live only in our minds.

Sometimes they live in melodies.

They live in lyrics.

They live in the songs we know by heart.

And maybe that's why I can hear a song I've known for years and still feel something completely new.

Because I'm not the same person who first heard it.

I've changed.

I've grown.

I've been hurt.

I've healed in some ways and struggled in others.

I've entered new chapters and left old ones behind.

And the songs have been there through all of it.

So yes, I know a ridiculous number of song lyrics.

Yes, I sometimes relate a song to my life almost immediately.

Yes, singing can calm me when my mind feels overwhelmed.

And yes, there are songs that can hit me harder than I ever expect.

But maybe that's not strange at all.

Maybe music is simply one of the languages my heart understands.

And if a song can help me breathe a little easier, remember where I've been, express something I can't explain, or remind me that I've made it through difficult chapters before...

then I'm going to keep singing.

Because my life has a soundtrack.

And I'm still writing the next song.

My past is a chapter, not the whole story.

And sometimes, the next chapter starts with a song.