It's been a long time
Seems like we've come a long way
My, but we learn so slow
And heroes, they come and they go
And leave us behind as if
We're supposed to know why
Why do we give up our hearts to the past?
And why must we grow up so fast?
And all you wishing well fools with your fortunes
Someone should send you a rose
With love from a friend,
It's nice to hear from you again
And the storybook comes to a close
Gone are the ribbons and bows
Things to remember, places to go
Pretty maids all in a row
Joe Walsh was my first concert. 1985, Kemper Arena, Kansas City, Missouri. Seems like yesterday. Very vivid memory. Amazing concert. My mother brought Joe Walsh into my life at a very early age. I loved him.
The Eagles were my first rock band love of my teenage years. Many of their songs have very poignant memories attached to them. I have had 2 missed opportunities to see them in concert and now that Glenn Frey has passed I am devastated that I never saw them live. I will see him on the other side. He will play and sing for me up close and personal. :)
Anyway, why this song? Why now?
I see about 4 or 5 different avenues to follow but the first thing to hit me is "And heroes, they come and they go and leave us behind as if we're supposed to know why."
This theme is particularly significant to me right now in my life.
I vacillate frequently between wanting and, frankly, needing guidance and rebelling fiercely against such. What is that all about? I am nearly desperate for help most times of my life and yet when offered to me I throw up walls and run screaming like a banshee in the other direction burning bridges ensuring that I remain lost and directionless on my own.
Who were the ones that created us and where are they now and why did they leave us here to figure things out on our own? That seems terribly cruel to me. Or was there information left for us and it was hidden* and/or destroyed by others that would keep us from knowing the truth? Or are we all just figuring it out as we go along? Or all these true in their own way? Or does any of it matter at all? I mean in the end, we are all here, looking through our own unique lenses and "we are all just prisoners here of our device".
*Yes, I know there are many texts, including but not limited to the Bible but like the Bible, so many revisions and tamperings and interpretations I cannot trust what is before me today.
I get most of my Esoteric knowledge from song lyrics. Go figure. That's how the Big U speaks to this gal.
The indomitable Joe Walsh:
