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