Faith & Meaning

 

It’s not bitching, it’s the fucking truth

He said, leaving all of it behind.

How could I think that you’d understand?

I’m lost and I’m drowning.

 

So he went to find faith, he went to find meaning

He looked far and wide, but both were elusive.

They couldn’t be bought or rented or borrowed

However he tried.

 

His anger it drove him but blinded him too

Wherever he looked he saw nothing, nothing.

Meaning had fled and faith it had died

He needed to learn how to see.

 

Where could such a teacher be found?

There was no one but a girl who loved him

And that wouldn’t do at all

No, not at all.

 

He couldn’t find faith, he couldn’t find meaning

He was blind to what stood right in front of his eyes.

She tried for so long to help him until

She could take no more.

 

Many years later he still recalled

The day that she left him.

It played over and over, the details were clear

So fresh and so wounding.

 

Too late to find faith, too late to find meaning

He didn’t believe he deserved them now anyway.

Nothing was left but pain and regret

What kind of life was this?

 

Oh, what kind of life was this.

 

 

Faith & Meaning lyrics copyright Emma Butterworth 2011