You’ve been stumbling round
This tumbleweed town
Like a bird with a broken wing
Walking wounded
Head hanging down
Running like a thief
Since she said that endless goodbye
Still ringing loud in your ears
You’ve been riding freight trains
That never arrive
Traveling your own trail of tears
But even when you’re wandering blind
You are still not lost, my friend
You can run
But you never can hide
Love will find you again
Love will find you again
You can shake your angry
Fist at the sky
But it will roll right over you
A force of nature
Just won’t be denied
No matter what you do
Even when your heart’s so scarred
That you swear it will not mend
Where you stand
Right where you are
Love will find you again
Love will find you again
You can damn it all to hell
The shattered dreams and the world as well
It’s hard to see through tear-stained eyes
How the pain could ever end
Oh, but life’s a mystery
And a surprise
And love will find you again
Love will find you again
–Pierce Pettis
Tags: Music
October 15th, 2004 at 9:59 am
I don’t know if I am relieved or vexed that passion eventually passes and does not retain it’s strength. Even the memories fade. This is an immense relief, the other way damning us to perpetual anguish when love is lost and leaving no better option than to lie down and wait to die. It is also disconcerting. As we aquire the ability to forget, move on, love again, an accusing voice whispers in our ear that we are fickle, forgetful, and that love is more chemistry than truth. But we do recover. We do find people and things to love. And that is a saving grace. Life is a mystery and a surprise.
October 15th, 2004 at 10:18 am
I’m not sure I believe the lyrics of this song. I think I may still be damning it all to hell, the shattered dreams and the world as well. But when I heard Pierce sing it at the show a couple weeks ago it hit me really hard. I do think some scars stay with you in some way throughout your entire life, but I guess the mystery is how we can find new passions in life, new friends, new directions, which don’t necessarily replace what is lost, but offer new sustenance for living. As for romantic love, well I’ve given up riding those freight trains that never arrive. If and when that sort of love finds me again, hopefully I’ll recognize it, but I’m not going to spend my life chasing women. I can be very patient.
October 15th, 2004 at 10:40 am
Perhaps it isn’t that what we once loved we no longer love or even love any less than we did… maybe the healing that takes place in us comes by way of a very big world with many wonderful persons and pursuits campaigning for our love. We are compelled to love. We need to actively love something. The human soul innately wants to live and to live is very largely to love. The pain doesn’t necessarily end, either, but we move slowly and definitively toward the other end of the spectrum, from complete and blinding pain to hope, joy and love, which is made fuller and richer by the pain which still exists deep within us.
October 15th, 2004 at 10:46 am
Hmm…”campaigning for our love.” I like that phrase.
October 15th, 2004 at 3:40 pm
Gone for four days and it seems like an eternity. The whole world is upside down…. I need a nap.
October 17th, 2004 at 9:27 pm
Check out this cartoon.
http://www.planetdrown.com/for.....=2006#2006