Not all songs render specific memories. Some span phases of our lives, even seasons. This is a seasons song. It's one of many in my book (or library, what have you).
I would quote the entire song, but you should really just listen to it. It's about faithfulness (or lack thereof). At least that's what it's about when I hear it. "Oh but the story I heard, is the people are bored. And the measures you'd take, to wrestle with your lord."
"Heard you tried to keep your hat on the shelf. Marry the women, went off and loved someone else."
Who's getting my love? It's hard to tell sometimes, if I'm really in my right mind. But it's fall, it's THAT time of year. (Let me explain. Each year, around this time, I start remembering to count my blessings. A new trend for me has been to forget that detail most of the time. I'm working on breaking that trend. Like all trends, it needs to die.)
That's that. This is the song that reminds me of all the times I've remembered to count my blessings. When I remember to give my thanks where it's due. This is the song that makes me think of her, them, Him. It's better when they come first. I don't deserve that kind of honor. There are times to be selfish, and I abuse them too often.
This song makes me think of Thanksgiving, specifically.
"Hey Jojo, don't forget your name. Might try to keep you from the man you've been. So don't go that way. Don't go that way."
That's the way in which I often find myself walking. Around this time of year I catch myself. I see my family, I see all the beautiful reasons I'm alive, and I realize that my own happiness is never one of them. We live to love others, and in doing so, to know who we are. The more we focus on ourselves, the less we remember who we actually are. Our best comes out whenever we finish last. This song helps me relax and be happy for everyone else. When everything sucks, be happy that things don't suck for someone else. Instead of being selfish or jealous, or any of the things I've been, it's so much better to just be content. Stop, look around, and stand there. Love where you're standing, and love who you've "married." Don't make up problems based on what you think you don't deserve. Then people won't tell stories about who you could've been.
A little deeper. Not really a specific memory, but this song holds a very special place in my heart. As to the band's original intention lyrically, I could be way off. But again, lyrics read one way to the writer, and another way to the listener. I'm still listening, not to myself, to you. To the people that I live for. To her. To them. To Him.
"One of these mornings, we'll be home."
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