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HYMN TO HER

 

Chrissie Hynde – Hymn to her – Buenos Aires, 13/11/04

 

Beautiful acoustic version

 

 

LET ME INSIDE YOU
INTO YOUR ROOM
I’VE HEARD IT’S LINED
WITH THE THINGS YOU DON’T SHOW
LAY ME BESIDE YOU
DOWN ON THE FLOOR
I’VE BEEN YOUR LOVER
FROM THE WOMB TO THE TOMB
I DRESS AS YOUR DAUGHTER
WHEN THE MOON BECOMES ROUND
YOU BE MY MOTHER
WHEN EVERYTHING’S GONE

AND SHE WILL ALWAYS CARRY ON
SOMETHING IS LOST
BUT SOMETHING IS FOUND
THEY WILL KEEP ON SPEAKING HER NAME
SOMETHINGS CHANGE
SOME STAY THE SAME

KEEP BECKONING TO ME
FROM BEHIND THAT CLOSED DOOR
THE MAID AND THE MOTHER
AND THE CRONE THAT’S GROWN OLD

I HEAR YOUR VOICE
COMING OUT OF THAT HOLE
I LISTEN TO YOU
AND I WANT SOME MORE
I LISTEN TO YOU
AND I WANT SOME MORE

AND SHE WILL ALWAYS CARRY ON
SOMETHING IS LOST
BUT SOMETHING IS FOUND
THEY WILL KEEP ON SPEAKING HER NAME
SOME THINGS CHANGE
SOME STAY THE SAME

 

Love.

Love calls to  me…

Crawling across the battle ground of  the  past, elbowing his way across the  furrows and ditches , the  deepened grooves in the  earth,  filled to the brim  with excuses and denials, wounds ,  healed scars and numerous  fears.

Hope has been sitting in  the  corner for days now, blowing  smoke rings and flicking though a magazine..she sighs gently..

Passion is here, pacing the  room as always, her face in a glow of anticipation.

Love makes it through the waste ground somehow and swings through and under and up.. in wild  leaps and bounds of easy grace..

For some reason , I see loves back , as if  he is  walking away from me, but he always reaches a hand behind to take mine, leading me…

He carves and chisels, a  pathway through.

Back through the old stories and the minefields , the deep revealing and revelations, dodging around the chances taken, some of them…

but stopping to show me  river of possibilities, bidding me look there for my reflection.

Hope is alert again, sitting bolt upright in her chair…

and passion?

She  wears a quiet smile.

Spelunking a few steps away from …

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