Being tone deaf means I can't hear the beat of the words, the rhythm, the rhyme. Never could. Imagine what a misery the poetry section of English classes was for me. I could interpret poems, but I couldn't tell what was iambic pentameter and what wasn't. But thank you. You woke to the sunlight and this is what I woke up to...I guess the grey haze didn't clear away as early for me as for you.