If I had had any sense, I would probably listen for orientation and bearing of whom exactly I am setting words to,  before I actually set them.   

Of course,  I suppose that would be if I had the luxury of time.   Regardless of what anyone thinks of me,  it actually saddens me that the modern world overshadows her tranquility.  The speed and tone of her voice reminds me a little of my of own grandmother.  There is something stable in the soul of earlier generations, I cannot quite pin these words correctly.