December 3, 2003
Anybody who knows me knows that I am no big fan of the entertainment industruy--be it Hollywood, Nashville, or Madison Avenue. As a whole, the industry as sold the soul of American culture in the name of profits. Yet every once in a while a song or movie comes out that speaks the truth.
Such is the case with The Rose, by Amanda McBride. I realize that the song is not a new one, and I also realize that it was recorded by *ugh* Bette Midler, who also recorded the blasphemous From a Distance. Yet, like Desperado, the words of this song are about as close to being biblical as an unregenerate person can come.
Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger,
An endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower,
And you it's only seed.
It's the heart, afraid of breaking,
That never learns to dance.
It's the dream, afraid of waking,
That never takes a chance.
It's the one who won't be taken,
Who cannot seem to give.
And the soul, afraid of dying,
That never learns to live. (See Matthew 10:39)
When the night has been too lonely,
And the road has been too long,
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong,
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow,
Lies a seed, that with the sun's love,
In the spring becomes a rose (See James 1:2-4)
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