On being awash

I was listening to a very simple, old pop song the other day and was suddenly awash with feeling, awash with tears even, a depth of feeling rather too much for such a simple song.  Wondering about it later, I thought the gap between the depth of the song and the depth of the feeling was an essential part of the effect.  What was so moving was the way the song resonated with a situation and a feeling I was aware of bringing to it rather than finding in it, so that the experience of listening to it was the experience also of bringing the two things together, the reality and the song.  The songs I might think I like more, songs that are more specific, more complicated, more the individual expression of a singer’s sensibility, could  never move me in quite so absurd a way, so lovely a way, as this song did that morning.