On her own

How she made her “small world” so big is a wonder to me. But far more amazing is how she elicits emotion from her songs. I have watched the Les Miserables muscical lately, and On My Own keeps playing in my head again and again for a few days already. It must have been the beautiful words in the song, the contradiction, the melancholy that made it so wondrously beautiful. It must have been the artist who made it so real.

I love him
But when the night is over
He is gone
The river’s just a river
Without him, the world around me changes
The trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers

I love him
But every day I’m learning
All my life I’ve only been pretending
Without me, his world will go on turning
The world is full of happiness that I have never known

The unrequited love of Eponine is perhaps painful at the least. Copupled with Lea’s powerful voice, the song was beautiful. (Click on more to see the video.)

(When she sings, she is a natural. She concerns herself less with high notes (and weight loss product) and more with pouring her heart into the song.)