LIVING-ROOM VIDEO #38: “My Friend Called Pain”: Newly-written song about my recent extended experience of pain and how I came to terms with it. I befriended it! More details in the video. On my next album (recorded in Athens? 😉 ), this will have The Big Treatment, complete with orchestra. Here are the lyrics:
When first she came to touch me as a thorn deep down inside,
I saw her as an enemy — an assailant of my mind.
But little did I realise when first we met that way
that she’d become a treasured vintage wine.
She appeared as an intruder — an invader of my space.
She disturbed my equilibrium and she neutralised my grace.
She insisted on her presence when I least desired her there.
How I wished she’d disappear without a trace!
Do you wonder if I’m speaking of a person that I know?
One with no respect for boundaries, very unsimpatico.
Do you think I’m sounding bitter ’bout a predatory “ex”?
No, it’s none of those whose sting disturbed my flow.
There were times I felt defeated like a tree that’s just been felled;
I resigned myself to lameness with distress unparalleled.
But eventually I realised I that I wasn’t thinking straight;
so my outlook changed — all enmity dispelled.
For I noticed when I fought her, she would win the war with ease;
reduce me to a pulp with this incurable disease.
But then one day I realised if I took her as my friend,
her sting would fade and from her thrall I’m freed.
Are you thinking this sounds crazy, like a desperate little scheme?
The ultimate delusion or a strategy extreme?
Well, let me here assure you the Creator’s in control
of our health and pain and all things in-between.
So Pain’s no more my enemy but an ally on my way;
a stern, saturnine influence — my precious protégée.
She keeps me from seduction by the sheen of vanity;
I’m humbled much when Pain comes out to play!
It’s so good to be reminded of our frailty of form;
in this fallen world we live within, it’s easy to be torn.
But our woes can burst the bubble of our ego’s empty hopes;
when we’re friends with pain, we calm the raging storm.
There’s just one more thing to tell you re. annulment of my pain:
There were countless times I fell to earth and fervently did pray.
So I came to see that marriage twixt my painfulness and me
(like the answer to my prayer) was preordained.
© Alan Morrison, 2019