something about his voice

April 19, 2022

something about his voice

seems natural, a given. Perhaps it’s the lyrics and not his voice. Not sure. But just heard this song while doing 🧘🏽‍♀️ and, since I had planned to post about it soon-ish, decided why not now? It is fresh in my ears and mind.

A million footsteps, this left foot drags behind my right
But I keep walking, from daybreak ’til the falling night
And as days turn into weeks and years
And years turn into lifetimes
I just keep walking, like I’ve been walking for a thousand years

Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow,
Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,

If you’re walking to escape, to escape from your affliction
You’d be walking in a great circle, a circle of addiction
Did you ever wonder what you’d been carrying since the world was black?
You see yourself in a looking glass with a tombstone on your back

Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow,
Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,
Walk away in anger, walk away in pain
Walk away from life itself, walk into the rain

DEAD MAN’S ROPE, by Sting

All this wandering has led me to this place
Inside the well of my memory, sweet rain of forgiveness
I’m just hanging here in space

Now I’m suspended between my darkest fears and dearest hope
Yes I’ve been walking, now I’m hanging from a dead man’s rope
With Hell below me, and Heaven in the sky above
I’ve been walking, I’ve been walking away from Jesus’ love

Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow . . .

All this wandering has led me to this place
Inside the well of my memory, sweet rain of forgiveness
I’m just hanging here in space

The shadows fall
Around my bed
When the hand of an angel,
The hand of an angel is reaching down above my head

I did something so out of the ordinary a few years ago … well, more than a few now that I think of it (2010!). Looking to see where Sting was touring, in case it was near and I could finagle to go, I found out that he was in concert twenty minutes away from my office that day. I called my boyfriend (husband now), and my son, to see if they would go with me. Nope. It was a Thursday afternoon.

All this wandering has led me to this place
Inside the well of my memory, sweet rain of forgiveness
Now I’m walking in his grace
I’m walking in his footsteps
Walking in his footsteps,
Walking in his footsteps

All the days of my life I will walk with you
All the days of my life I will talk with you
All the days of my life I will share with you
All the days of my life I will bear with you

Walk away from emptiness, walk away from sorrow,
Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,
Walk away from anger, walk away from pain
Walk away from anguish, walk into the rain

It didn’t take long for me to leave the office, buy comfortable clothes and shoes, and get one ticket. Yes, I went to the concert alone, sat out in the open — it was a perfect summer day — and enjoyed Sting’s Symphonicity concert. Blew me away. I had seen him before, but that evening was something special.

And tonight, while slowly bending my body into poses, I felt the rain of forgiveness.

walk into the rain

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