Monday Musings

I was listening to music today, and this song came on. It's one that I've always loved -- for the music more than the words.  I looked up the words today, and, wow.  The universe works in mysterious ways.

Shotgun Down the Avalanche

I'm riding shotgun down the avalanche, ooh
Tumbling and falling down the avalanche, ooh

So be quiet tonight
The stars shine bright
On this mountain of new fallen snow
But I will raise my voice into the void
You have left me nowhere to go

I love you so much and it's so bizarre
A mystery that goes on and on and on
This is the best thing and the very most hard
And we don't get along

After countless appeals
We keep spinning our wheels
On this mountain of new fallen snow
So I let go the catch and we are over the edge
You have left me nowhere to go

I'm riding shotgun down the avalanche

Sometimes you make me lose my will to live
And just become a beacon for your soul
But the past is stronger than my will to forgive
Forgive…

I'm riding shotgun down the avalanche, ooh
Tumbling and falling down the avalanche, ooh

So be quiet tonight
Be sure to step lightly
On this mountain of new fallen snow
But I will raise up my voice into the void
You have left me nowhere to go

I'm riding shotgun down the avalanche

Breaks my heart.  There is music aplenty about the heart of love.  Sometimes it seems that my life has an overabundance of the heartache of love.  I'm not looking for pity or soothing words, I'm just stating how I feel today.  I have felt the good love of my family (in particular my daughter and grandchildren) and certainly a great wonderful group of friends.  But coupling?  Romantic love?  Damn, it's been hard.  As Shawn says, "This is the best thing and the very most hard."

*** A few hours later, after a walk and some conversation, I feel much more steady.  See?  Like the Buddhists say, it's just stuff passing by and through.  You can observe it and watch it come and go.