The (Ir)Rational of Things

Realize
Colbie Caillat

Take time to realize,
That your worth is
Crashing down on in.
Take time to realize,
That I am on your si-i-i-de
Didn't I, didn't I tell you.

But I can't spell it out for you,
No, it's never gonna be that simple
But I can't spell it out for you

Chorus:
If you just realize what I've just realized,
Then we'd be perfect for each other
And we'll never find another
Just realized what I just realized
We'd never have to wonder if
We missed out on each other now.

Take time to realize
Oh-oh I'm on your si-i-i-de
Didn't I, didn't I tell you.
Take time to realize
That this all can pass by
Didn't I didn't I tell you

Refrain:
But I can't spell it out for you,
No it's never gonna be that simple
But I can't spell it out for you.

Chorus:
If you just realized what I just realized
Then we'd be perfect for each other
And we'd never find another
Just realized what I've just realized
We'd never have to wonder if
We missed out on each other but.

Verse 3:
It's not that the same
No it's never the sa-a-ame
If you don't feel it too.
If you meet me half way
If you 'd meet me half way.
It could be the same for you.

Chorus:
If you just realize what I just realized
Then we'd be perfect for each other
And we'd never find another
Just realize what I just realized
We'd never have to wonder no-o-w

Just realize what I just realized

If you just realize what I just realized

Oh...

Missed out on each other now
Missed out on each other now
Missed out on each other now

Realize, realize
Realize, realize
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When I had the chance to dissect the words of this song, it hit me. There are two sides to everything: the rational and the irrational.

What seems rational, is what we make up out of what we perceive. It is the image produced by the filters of our brain to make things seem cohesive. It is what man has been trying to develop. It is what man has made up of things, that a long time ago were just like floating pieces of the puzzle.

The irrational is the space we allow for things that we haven't conquered. It is the extra pieces of paper the brain does not make use of. It is the realm of which we try to develop, but never successfully. It is what man fails to grasp, and will never ever seem to.

When we are presented with something, like let's say love, we automatically go through the process of (ir)rationalizaing - trying to see what makes sense in what we feel, and what seems unpredictable and mysterious. And I think this is what makes love beautiful. While we know we have something about it that we can understand, the irrationality of love makes the whole thing a human thing. Something too rational is mechanical - machine-like and very straightforward. Too much irrationality is something worse than the random paint splatters of abstract art.

Love is both rational and irrational. Like they say, it's supposed to be the brain and the heart, figuratively.