I’ve pretty much realized for a long time now that Jason Mraz’ songs (and even the ones he’s covered) pretty much defined the entirety of me.

It’s like me in a nutshell– or rather, in a song sheet.

For example:

You know how people are always looking for their “funeral song”? Well, it didn’t take me long to browse through his songs to find one for me:

Jason Mraz’ Plane is a song, as I interpret it, is basically about leaving everything behind and telling a great story about that adventure– and all of your past adventures– after everything. It’s so much like my life. One adventure after another, just rushing through everything and getting a piece of myself from every place I set foot on. Also, it’s so much like death, the way we leave everything behind when we’re gone and find missing pieces of ourselves everywhere, drained, when we’re a floating spirit after we leave our fleshy vessels.

This is the best version of this song I could find. Never mind the intro or somewhat, and trust me– his live versions are the best.

Okay, so now you’re thinking: ‘so you find a song for your funeral from him… so what?’
Well, a funeral song isn’t the only thing I found.

Everybody has a heartbreak song, right? Everybody has that song that they listen to when they feel like crap after somebody they love way too much left them in shambles. I have that, too. In fact, I have three– and they’re all from Jason Mraz.

Please Don’t Tell Her is just the sweetest song ever in the world. It’s a song about not being able to get over and denying it. Quite frankly, I just can’t get over this song, and if you’re keen on the story of my life, there’s one or two loves of my life that I just can’t get over. Just grab the lyrics, and grab a box of tissue. You’ll understand.

Mr. Curiosity is a cute adorable song, with the sweetest beat. Peer into it’s lyrics, and it’s a song about wanting somebody back after a long time and realizing that everything just doesn’t mean anything without that person anymore. Looking for love in all the wrong places? Mr. Curiosity, please find me.

P.S. I still can’t fully understand the Opera part, but it’s still a serious good time to listen to.

The last heartbreak (?) song I have in my repertoire is Jason Mraz’ No Doubling Back which is actually more of a moving on song. This is a song I just recently discovered, and I love it because it absolutely manifests how I’m trying to move on as much as I can. Romance? No doubling back for me. :)

Of course, with heartbreak comes romance. For me, I just have this one song that I think manifests how I fall in love. You and I Both is a beautiful song by Jason Mraz that well– let the lyrics speak for you instead.

and with romance comes well… there comes that time when every girl comes to fantasize about what their wedding song should be. Jason Mraz’ Beautiful Mess is the one for me. Hands down. The sweet lyrics intertwining with it’s beautiful melody is just absolutely perfect.

Now, it would take forever and pretty much ALL of his songs to tell my story, but there’s just one more song that I would love to share. It’s a wonderful one, talking about how one should just absolutely embrace the world and be happy. Sounds hippie-ish? Well, that’s just how I am.

oh, look: Lyrics to sing along!

Now, embrace your hippie selves! There’s one in everybody.

Hands in line
Arms close to my side
I’m fighting tides
Of an ocean’s undertows
And I figure that I might not make it out
Taking empty but seldom speaking
And the words retreat
Yeah, they breath in histories
Still at ease
And the stories untold
And my arms unfold

My hands are high
And I’m holding on, I’m holding out
And I figure that I
Figure that I just might make it
And I’m waking empty but seldom sleeping
And the words repeat, breathing histories
Into stories untold, but I,
I unfold

See now my qualities are what you see now
In the corner of your eye
And don’t be surprised
If you hear the bells ring
As they fall from the sky
They sound bong, bong, bong, bong, ba da
Yea yea yeah, ah, ba ba da da,
Bong, bong, bong, bong… ba da yea, yea, yea
My, my, whoa, oh,

High in the night,
And I’m always holding on
And I’m all and I’m all and I’m already holding on.
Holding out.
I said I’m holding off and I’m all and I’m already holding
I missed enough

And I’m holding out your side
And I’m holding out this time

Cause I figure that I, and I figure that I
Just might make it
And I’m waking empty but seldom sleeping
And the words repeat breathin histories
and the stories untold
But I,
I unfold

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