A 100 Miles
I had been fortunate enough to attend a JRC camp in Shimla way back when I was in the 6th standard. There we’d been taught a song that went like “A hundred miles”. I’d always thought it was a nursery rhyme till I found out a little while before that it was actually a song by The Journeymen. The lyrics and the music had moved me then and continue to do so now. I really like this song. Hope you people also like the same.
If you miss the train I’m on
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow A hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles A hundred miles, a hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow A hundred miles
Lord,I’m one,
Lord, I’m two
Lord, I’m three,
Lord, I’m four
Lord, I’m five hundred miles away from home
Away from home, away from home
Away from home, away from home
Lord, I’m five hundred miles Away from home
Not a shirt on my back
Not a penny to my name
Lord, I can’t go back home this a-way
This a-away, this a-way This a-way, this a-way
Lord, I can’t go back home This a-way
—- Instrumental Interlude —-
If you miss the train I’m on
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow
A hundred miles A hundred miles, a hundred miles A hundred miles,
You can hear the whistle blow A hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow A hundred miles
The Journeymen were one of the promising groups in the 50s and the 60s and had composed some very beautiful songs. More on them later.
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I’ve been listening to this song from ages in school concerts and just loved the rhyme and rhythm of it… I am short of words to express that how throughly I enjoyed it … and with the advent of internet I came across many songs and heard them but I just can’t make it out that how I missed to hear this song on the net or how i missed downloading it… it just clicked me once and I couldn’t keep myself away even for a moment to get this song… its one of those songs that last for long…
@Shashank:
Yup… rytly said…… Thnks 4 commentin. Same feelins abt d song here…
Hi,
I like this song a lot, I used to sing and played along with my guitar when I was young. Recently my 9 yrs old son plays this song on his piano, and he asks me if I have a song sheet with notes and chords in it.
Do you have any idea where I can find this song with notes and chords please?
Thanks
@Hung Phan:
Sorry. Got no idea regarding where the notes and chords for this song can be found. I wish I could’ve been of help!
Hi……. I heard this sony when I was in standard 3rd…….it’s been 14 years now. Just loved this song but lost the lyrics. I heard it again after a lond time in radio and was so delighted. Was trying to find the lyrics on net and found it right here – thanks for the lyrics. You have just made my day.
@Megha:
Thanks a ton for d wonderful comment! Glad that could be of help.
Since I heard this song, I always wanted the lyrics so I can hum along. It is one moving song. Thanks.
my feelings r the echo of all u guys. loved it since i heard it a year ago and have been searching for it since then. any ideas as to where can i download it? for free of course.
Hi This Is A Lovely song.I heard this when I was in 4 class,since never heard this anywhere else,was lookin for its lyrics but was unable to find it as i didnt have any info. abou who sung it ,thanks to you a lo b’coz of u I got h lyrics of this song and now would be able to sing i and would be able to go back to those days when I was a kid and used o sing it wih my ol’ college friends. once again THANKS A LOT.
Even We used to sing this song in chorus during the assembly in our school. This song actually reminds of my childhood. This is the best song i have ever heard…….. Can anyone tell where can i find this song?
@Vigya:
No idea about that. Sorry for not being of any help.
thanks boss…infact I heard this song in a bengali song called “Mr Hall” by Anjan Dutta. Dutta was telling how his teacher Mr Hall , used to sing this song with a piano,in a fog covered white school of Darjeeling in every morning prayer. The beauty of mountains, smell of brandy in the red eyes and yellow hands of Mr Hall due to Nicotine combined with the 100 mile song creates a special feelings in child Dutta’s mind. Then one day there was no roll call, no prayers,Mr Hall was no more to play piano and sing the song. From that day the song was not sung by anybody, the piano was never played but in Dutta’s mind that song was there throughout his life.
i once heard this song when i was 14 yrs and today myson was humming this song and it broght nostalgic feelings of my childhood .i am going to pass on the lyrics to my son and he too can cherish the same feeling .thanx
@Meenakshi:
Thanks for passing on this beautiful song to the future generations.
Notes for the song:
http://sniff.numachi.com/pages/tiMILE500;ttMILE500.html
i justttt love this song….its really a beautiful song….full of expressions and lil nit of sadness…
i used to hear this song wen my father used to put it on on the transistor…
gaaaasshh…its a beautiful song..i love this song
This song is indeed wonderful. I also heard this for the first time almost 30 years back for the first time. It was written by a lady named Hedy West and released in 1962(Peter, Paul And Mary on their 1962 debut album Peter, Paul And Mary) . Many singers have sung this song from Springsteen to McCartney…
There was a Hindi film called “ZURM” in which Kishore Kumar has sung a song where they have copied the tune..
“Naa koi tha na koi hoga tumhare bin…meri hum nuvaan.”
Cheers..
Buddy, that song from film Jurm was sang by KUMAR SANU and NOT KISHORE KUMAR.
heya.. thanks for giving the details This song has been in my Mind Since Kinder Garden , When One of My teachers Mrs. Omi bhatnagar Used to Sing this song and She taught Us the Same.
Thanks a Ton.. Me on A education leave and As a Part Of my recreation Downloading song that i heard since childhood..is grt..thanks again.
Hey Sabrashish, are you from St Josephs Co Ed, Bhopal for Mrs Omi Bhatnagar was even my teacher during the school days…read your comment mentioning her name…she indeed was a great teacher..
song is simply awesome
i too have a lot of memories attached with this song. reminded of my childhood.
thanx
Hi, I happen to be the first person who posted comment for this song, of course on this blog. I am happily surprised that there are few ppl around who also enjoy 500 miles. Well I am sure most of the ppl, who enjoy this song, must be having it with them… the ones who don’t and wish to have this it… may pass on their email addresses .. I would love to share this song just for the love of this song…
@Shashank:
Kindly leave your mail id in a text format without using the @ and . in it. Anyone if needed can send u a mail then. And thanks 4 d help.
hi Shashank,
i badly need this song…
pls tell me the link or send me the SONG…..
as quickly as possble.
thank u>>>>>>>>>>>
my ID: tuhin_rockk@yahoo.co.in………..
Hi it’s shashank.mehra on gmail . I will email it to you Tuhin
Hi Shashank…….I’ll appreciate if you can send the lyrics to me as well.
My email id: meghapoddar11(at)yahoo.co.in
Thanks
Hi….great work pal!!! i listened to this song frequently in school essambly prayers. i loved dat song at the time (way back in mid ninties)…and forgot abt it since dan. few monthes back it suddenely popped in mind and since dan i have been searching net to find the songs even asking friendz…..now i finally got hold of it… now wid help of this song i got hold of actual song as well……some one said it rite…listening to the song sends me into nostalagia….an everlasting memory………cheers to you!!!
hey this is a big help thanks for posting this song
;)
im young 17 years old but i still love the old songs and this song is perfect for my voice range
yaa i too love this song i got the lyrics but i want the original song
can i get it anywhere
I Just Found This……..
The formation of The Journeymen, with Scott McKensie, John Phillips and Dick Weissman, was a direct outgrowth of the late 1950s and 60s folk boom. The Journeymen were considered one of the most promising of the many groups that were formed during that period, and the trio performed with considerable vocal and instrumental skill. John Phillips, acknowledged leader of the group, composed material that was recorded by them. Scott McKensie, excelled as lead tenor and soloist. Dick Weissman’s educational background at the Philadelphia Conservatory of Music, Goddard College in Vermont and Columbia University, provided a strong foundation for his talents as banjoist and guitarist. When the group disbanded, Phillips achieved national reputation as Papa John of the Mamas and the Papas, with Denny Doherty, Cass Elliot and Michelle Phillips. McKenzie’s solo career included his hit single, “San Francisco,” (Wear Some Flowers in Your Hair). Weissman’s, (known as a folklorist and musicologist,) solo effort was an album of topical songs entitled “The Things That Trouble My Mind: Dick Weissman Sings and Plays Folk Songs of Protest!.”
After A LOt Of Searching i foung this
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1pbg6_500milespeterpaulmarylivesidney1964?from=rss
If Anyone Can Purchase The Song
http://www.mp3.com/albums/74442/summary.html
http://www.gomusic.ru/album.aspx?id=43259&fid=3218454
http://www.emusic.com/artist/Peter-Paul-Mary-MP3-Download/11522029.html
Dear Pals,
Pls mail me the song in mp3 format to my mail id = ubmi9@yahoo.co.in or kindly give me the link from where i can download the same.
i’ve really been in search of this song to download…from a 100 miles..
Cheers..!!!!
Bharath
OMG this song just randomly popped into my head. I leaned this tune in music class when my Dad was stationed in Mississippi when I was about 9 yrs old.
http://www.platenuts.com
The song can also be downloaded off limewire for free…. the search criteria wud b artist : Peter Paul and Mary…..
Hope it helps
My 2.2 yrs old baby is also very fond of this music specially Mr. Hall of Anjan Dutta. Can any body got the lyrics of the Bengali song?
Thanks
Try http://www.indianguitartabs.com under Bengali songs….I just saw it posted there.
Hi!
I came across your blog and noticed your last entry. I am an avid fan of the folk group, Peter, Paul & Mary. They made this song very popular in the early 60s. The correct title is Five Hundred Miles. I love this song so much and been singing it for as long as I can remember. The song is also my link to my bestfriends, Jazmin, Marilou, and Rosemarie. They are sisters, and we used to sing the song when we were kids. We will never forget this tune because it is the testimony of our long lasting friendships. They may be miles away now (they are living in USofA), and I am blogging here in Saudi Arabia, but we never stop communicating.
Thanks,
Bayani
Hi,
I grew up listening to this song & now I’m teaching it to my students.
can nebody plz mail me d song or @least a link for d song…i wld b really thnkful
can nebody plz mail me d song or @least a link for d song…i wld b really thnkful
my e-mail id is ’startrek_2054@yahoo.com’
thank u very very very much for this lyrics.it made my day……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
i like this song very much i was taught this song by my music teacher in school when i was in third standered.it has been many years….i still remember this song…it has a nostalgic effect…does anybody have the orginal song.?
Hi
can anyone let me know where can i download this song from?
gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood
somebody pl tell me how to download ths song and from where… i m lukin 4 dis song madly as i need this song everyday after i get drunked…..
I love this song especially during outdoor camping. I thank and remember the young campers who sung this song atleast 50 times in that particular himalayan expedition. Once again 100 miles of thanks to all young campers Abha, Shwetha, Rekha, Shruthi……. Can any one guide where to download this song pl.
I learnt this song when i was in 3rd-4th grade and has been one of my favorite songs ever since. It just refreshes the childhood memories. I was searching for this song on the internet and was glad to find it….I would be grateful to anyone who can guide me where to download this song from…..
cheers
@Usha:
You may check the comments above. There’s a link where you can listen to the song.
Hello Everyone,
This is for every lover of this brilliant song.
I am posting a link for the guitar chords for this song. Hope this will help them who wants to play this tune – http://www.ultimate-guitar.com/tabs/b/brothers_four/five_hundred_miles_ver2_crd.htm
Now for people who wants to download this song, here’s the link for it – http://beemp3.com/download.php?file=503468&song=500+Miles – IT’S FREE
I read somewhere in this blog that someone wants to get the lyrics for Anjan Dutta’s Mr Hall for his kid – this is for you my friend:
Kaane Baaje Ekhono Prurono Se Piano-r Jhonkar
Nicotine-e Holde Hoye Jawa Doshta Angul
Sari Bedhe Dariye Eksho Mile-er Gaan-ta
Eksho Baar Sune-o Eksho Baar Hoto Bhul
Janala-r Baire Kuashay Dhaka Ishkulta
Pocket-er Bhetor-e Adh Khawa Pahari Phal
Haat Pete Beth Khete Hoyche Tomar Kache Kotobar
Aamar Gaan-er Shuru Mr Hall
If You Miss The Train I’m On
You Will Know That I Am Gone
You Can Hear The Whistle Blow A Hundred Miles
A Hundred Miles, A Hundred Miles A Hundred Miles, A Hundred Miles
You Can Hear The Whistle Blow A Hundred Miles
Shudhu Ei Gaan-ta Ekta-I Gaan Proti Sonibar
Tarikh-ta Jai Hok Hok-ta Se Jekono Mash
Paar Hoye Gechi Koto Hajar Hajar Mile
Tobe Thameni to Konodin Aamader Cholar Class
Tokhon To Bujhini Boro Howa Boro-i Sokto
Boyesh-er Sathe Sathe Kome Jay Chokh-er Jol
Theme Jete Chay Aaj Kotobar Aamar Mon-ta
Tobu Thamini Je Aami Ekhono Mr Hall
Not A Shirt On My Back
Not A Penny To My Name
Lord, I Can’t Go Back Home This A-Way
This A-Away, This A-Way This A-Way, This A-Way
Lord, I Can’t Go Back Home This A-Way
Pahar-er Gondho Aamar Nak-e Chokh-e
Brandy-r Nesha-y Tomar Du Chokh Lal
Kokhon Je Cigarette Theme Jeto Thot-er Phak-e
Tobu Jayni To Theme Konodin Aamader Cholachal
Shudhu Theme Gelo Ekdin Hotath Piano-ta Tomar
Ekta Sonibar-e Holona Kono Roll Call
Shuru Kore Diye Tumi Aamader Poth Cholata
Kothay Chole Gele Hariye Mr Hall
If You Miss The Train I’m On
You Will Know That I Am Gone
You Can Hear The Whistle Blow
A Hundred Miles A Hundred Miles, A Hundred Miles A Hundred Miles,
You Can Hear The Whistle Blow A Hundred Miles
Lord,I’m One,
Lord, I’m Two
Lord, I’m Three,
Lord, I’m Four
Lord, I’m Five Hundred Miles Away From Home
Away From Home, Away From Home
Away From Home, Away From Home
Lord, I’m Five Hundred Miles Away From Home
And if anyone wants to listen to this song by Anjan Datta, here’s the link –
http://www.esnips.com/doc/b7e6d185-1d4d-48fc-b857-3bf2811e61c7/34.-Mister-Hall
Love ‘n’ Luck
Mayukh
its yesterday oncemore guys,what a breath of fresh air in this times of bombs,bullets and pollution and ofcourse cynicism.this song has suddendly made between my daughter and son a new bond.
Im Waiting
we used to sing this song when i was in class 2 that is 15 years back. but the simplicity of the words and its tune is such that even today i remember the whole song.
it was a wonderful feeling going through all the above. thanks again for all the links and lyrics. to all
i was serching about a bengali song of anjan dutta named east hall, but in result i got this song, this is excellent, simply spell bounded me. could anyone give me the source of the anjan dutt’s that song which i am looking for.
i heard this poem by one of my friend in vth std. he used to sing it so nicely that we all in the class as well as the teachers were always kept on asking him to sing it once more. i m really glad to get its lyrics here. bye keep on the good work.
a lovely song
i love this song ummmmmmmahhhh.
This song is terribly painful for me. This is the ONLY song that has ever, literally, touched my soul. Very eery, odd coincidence….almost too much for me to comprehend….associated with this song for me.
11 years ago, on March 5th, 1998, my twin brother passed away 3 days after a car crash on a highway near Philadelphia. My older brother, who was 18 at the time, was driving, an older cousin of ours, who was 20 was in the front passenger seat, my twin was behind my older bro, and I was behind our cuz.
A drunk driver was coming up the exit ramp as we were coming off. My brother took the steering wheel, and turned it as hard to the right as he could. The car hit my twin’s door. After a few minutes of sitting there in shock, and asking eachother is everyone was ok, we all finally got out to assess the damage.
My twin had a cut on the left side of his forehead, just above, and to the right of his temple. Was starting to gush blood, but he said he was fine, was just a scratch, but we had experienced a near-death from head injuries before. My older bro had a serious head injury, and was in a coma for about 6 months when he was 13.
Well, my twin was complinaing of some dizzyness, so we had him sit down, until the ambulence arrived.
When they did, his brain was starting to swell. Took him to the hospital, got him immediately into the OR, for his brain was really swelling up. They were eventually able to stem the swelling, and the doctor told us he would be fine, and would be able to leave the hospital in a day or two. Just needed to keep him there for observation.
So a couple of days pass. My twin and I were sitting there playing cards, laughing and joking. Talking, ya know? Then this song started playing right outside the door, across the hall. Someone was playing it on the guitar to an old lady who was about to die from cancer.
About 5 minutes later, after she finished singing it, my brother started going into some wierd convulsions, and was trying to say something, but his speech was horribly blurred. Nurses came rushing in, and called for a doctor. A bunch more people come rushing in, and they run him over to the OR once again. I was sitting there like “Oh my God!” A nice big, heavy-set, black nurse came in and put her arm around me, telling me everything was gonna be fine.
Half-hour later, a doctor, along with that nurse, comes walking into the room. (By this time, the entire family was in there.) He closes the door, takes off his scrub hat thing, and announced that he passed.
I cannot begin to describe the initial shock. It was as if the world was just spinning in circles, and my mind was just completely blank. I felt like everything was….well…..a hundred miles away. Which is when that song popped into my head, and that I instantly understood it so intimately.
They then put us up in the Ronald McDonald House. We all had to share this one room, and noone could sleep. I got up, to take a walk through the halls, and down to the lounge. When I got to the lounge, I saw that girl who was playing that song on her guitar earlier, and the big black nurse-lady. The nurse immediately came up, and said, “Oh! Baby, baby” and grabbed me in her big old arms. That was the first time I cried. I didn’t just cry, I mean, that was the first time I finally came out of my shocked state, and REALLY felt the pain. Couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, and the nurse-lady sat there, enfolding me in her arms, telling me to “let it out. Let is all out.” Which made it come all much harder. Eventually, I fell asleep, right there in the lounge, on that lady’s lap. (btw, I was TINY for a 14 year old.)
The next night, (after another day of walking around in a complete daze) I found myself back in that lounge again, and saw that girl again. I asked her what that song was she was the other day in the hospital room. She said she didn’t know what it was called, nor where it came from. Was just something that she learned a couple months back. She was happy she could play it for her grandmother.
I asked her if her grandmother was ok, and she said “she is now. She is where she belongs now.” All I said was “oh” and looked down. I asked her if she could play it again.
So she pulled her guitar out, and started playing. Her voice was the most beautiful voice I ever heard. There was NEVER any song that I ever heard in my entire life up to that time that EVER….I dunno….connected…no, not connected. There is no word in the English language to describe how that song reached in, grabbed my soul, and crushed my heart at the same time. Oh, the damned thing put me in tears all over again.
I thought I found was in love for the first time in my life. But alas, it was time for us to pack up and go our seperate ways. Apparently, her folks and mine found out from the black nurse-lady about our new friendship. So they decided to exchange addresses. They were from North Carolina, and we were from Pennsylvania. We wrote several times back and forth over the next several months. Each time, it became harder to read her letters, and write her one myself. She sent a photo of herself sitting on her porch swing with her guitar, and a recording of that song. All the letter said was “for when you are feeling lonely, and in need of comfort, knowing that you are not the only one suffering, for this song would never have been written.”. ( I still have it.) But everytime I look at it, it rips the pain back open again, like when you rip a scab off a wound.
Anyway, the next several weeks were a complete blur. By the time spring arrived, there was this one night where the air was “heavy” and foggy. Now, in my bedroom….the room my twin and I shared….you can hear a train whistle, and it is usually pretty sharp, but in the distance (train tracks were over 5 miles away.) But on this particular night, the whistle sounded hollow, ghostly. Lonely. Instantly this song popped into my head. I ran over to my cassette player, tore out the recording of her voice, stepped out on my room outside the window, sat down, and played it. The moon was full, but was pretty obscured in the cloud cover. (There were a few breaks in the cloud. The fog was mostly sticking to the ground that night.)
I then decided to grb my bike, and bike over to the cemetary (was across town, and up a steep hill. Took 45 minutes to get there.) I got to my brother’s grave, and laid down on top of it. The soil was still fresh, and was kind of muddy, but I didn;t care. He was only 6 feet away from me, the air was cool, but still warm. The moon was riding real high in the sky, and a couple of stars were peeking out.
I then pulled out my boom box from my backpack, and played the tape again. I lay there, listening to it, when another train went by. This time the tracks were a good 10 miles away at least….maybe more. And the sound of the train whistle was coming through the entire city of Williamsport, and up the hill, through the woods. Wild Wood cemetary is one of the largest cemetaries east of the Mississippi. In fact, I think it is the 5th largest.
Well, I was sitting here listening to the tape, the train, and the “peepers” (baby frogs, I think, or something) and cried myself to sleep up there.
Next thing I knew, it was morning, and I was being jabbed by a cop. I was FREEZING, and soaked. The cop asked if I was ok. All I said was “Yeah.” He said “well, we have been looking for you. You have an aweful lot of people worried. I think you should go home now.” But I couldn’t. The sun was coming up, and was huge, and orange. The top of it was just above the hill-line on the next ridge over, which was also part of the enormous cemetary.
But I was also cold, hungry, and wet. The cop actually stooped down, and picked me up. Put me in the passenger seat of his squad car. He asked if I ever drove in a cop car before. I said. I remember this, because I also thought that is a question you would ask a baby who would be excited about such a stupid thing. Just for fun, he put on the sirens and flashers, but I was not interested. I finally got home, and my mom was angry, hurt, relieved, sad, and God know what other kinds of emotions. I just look back and feel bad about what she must have been going through when she discovered I was missing. She apparently found out I was missing only like 2 hours earlier. She came into the room just before the light of the sun started showing, cuz I guess she needed to talk to me or something. Which is when she completely freaked, apparently. Called the cops and everything. My older brother was eventually the one to say “Ya know mom, I bet he’s up at the cemetary.” So she related the story to the cops. They refused to allow her to go out looking as well. They would be able to find me quicker than she would anyway. And so they did lol.
Anyway, weeks turned into months, and months into years. Next thing I knew, I was in my senior year in high school. Made completely new friends, none of which knew that I had a twin brother. I started to get real depressed. Everywhere I looked, people were excited to be moving on with their lives. I didn’t I felt as if I was leaving my brother behind, and it wasn’t fair. A bunch of my OLD friends….neighborhood friends, from back in the day, came up to my house, and wanted me to go camping with them. A couple of girls were going as well, including my older brother, and cousin, who were both in that car that fateful night 4 years earlier. It was now 2002. September 11th was only about a half year earlier, and people were still in shock.
Well, we were there around the campfire, up in Pine Creek Valley. (For those who never heard of it, it is a large state park, that is part of the Pennsylvania Wilds. The PA Wilds is a HUGE….I mean absolutely ENORMOUS tract of forest land that is completely protected. It is also the third darkest area in the entire US. It attracts stargazers like crazy. The stars…..they are absolutely amazing looking. The Milkey Way is just that…..The entire sky…..every square inch….is covered in stars. It is so covered, that it truly does look milkey.) Yeah, was a clear, cool night. No humiditiy, probably about 55 degrees in the middle of April. Now, also, the you could see the Norther Lights as well. I have never seen the Northern Lights in my entire life. It is extremely rare to be seen as far south as PA. But on certain nights in the very beginning of spring, they can be seen. Not as spectacular as if you were in Alaska I am sure, but still beautiful nonetheless.
Anyway, there we were, around a campfire. kind of on the cold side. The stars were absolutely gorgeous, with the Norther Lights flashing across like lightning, only in more vivid, and varied colors.
One of the girls asked my brother if she could borrow his guitar, for she just learned a new song. She picked this song up as a tribute to Sept. 11th. She said it is now her favorite song, and this is the perfect setting to sing it, in rememberance of those who died, and the families they left behind, with the beautiful backdrop that was above us.. And wouldn’t you know? It was the Hundred Miles song! I was staring deep into the fire, and apparently I started singing a duet with her, without even knowing. I say this, because I had no idea I was also singing. My brother looks over with a queer look on his face and says “I didn’t know you can sing!”
I said “I can’t.”
He said “You just did, though!”
“No I didn’t! I don’t what your talking about!”
Everything was quiet for like 10 minutes, then he spoke up out of nowhere in a real quiet voice:
“Well, you were. And you sounded like a natural.”
And that was that. We continued staring into the fire, a couple people roasting marshmellows, but nobody said a word. I felt….I dunno….something about that night was just simply magical. Eventually sleep overtook us all though, and it had to come to an end.
I never heard that song again, until a tiny part of it came on the radio earlier today. It is now a little more than 8 years that have passed since that little outing, and 11 years since the accident, and when that song came on the radio, I felt like someone took and socked me in the stomach. No, more like crushed my balls, socked me in the stomach, and squeezed my heart all at the same time. A couple of hours ago was officially the most pain I have felt in at least 5 years.
When I looked up the song on Youtube and played it, the first time through was excruciating. The second time I played it, I was thinking of all the old times, and how far removed I am now from those old days.
The third time through, I thought about Everything that has happened since. From Sept 11th, to night day up in Pine Creek, to some of the horror scenes I have seen from the war in Iraq, the fighting in Israel, the jailing of innocent westerners in hostile nations. Just overall the amount of violence and hatred humanity has to offer on the one hand, and listening to the sweetness of such a tender-loving song
on the other.
(I apololgise for this long-wnded post, but wanted to pour my heart out… )