In the midst of attempting to sort, pack, discard, donate, re-pack…a song popped up: Crosby, Still, & Nash’s song “Wasted on the Way.” And as I sat there listening to the song, I realized how this piece of music from my past is so appropriate at this time of life (for any time of life). So, here’s the snippet that caught my attention and reeled me in:
I am older now
I have more than what I wanted
But I wish that I had started long before I did
And there’s so much time to make up everywhere you turn
Time we have wasted on the way
So much water moving underneath the bridge
Let the water come and carry us away
My soul resonates with the lyrics (source: https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/crosbystillsnash/wastedontheway.html). My heart breaks for the simple words of the song. My mind craves for the chance to “make it right” come the morrow. Though it demands further thought, here are some ponderings…
“I am older now” – we all are. We see days, sunsets, hours, moments, and experiences zip by us. Some age us quicker than others. Some bring light into an otherwise dismal day. But the fact is…time passes, and we grow older by the second.
“I have more than what I wanted” – okay, first glance this is the “stuff” I accumulate and can never seem to part with due to memories, events, or other life choices. Then, I look closer. I see a life that has become more complex, needier, and time-intensive, and I remember back in the “good old days” when all I wanted was to live simply within the confines of nature sans the stuff that has cluttered my space and thoughts. And I realize how far down a strange road I have traveled unintentionally.
“But I wish that I had started long before I did” – not possible unless I had been more focused with all of life’s choices and byways. But I do wish…I do wish this for everyone else. To take the time and examine where you are, where you had hoped to be, and to accept some changes necessary to veer off from the course life has taken.
“And there’s so much time to make up everywhere you turn” – true and re-reading the first line gives me a sense of urgency. A desire to “get cracking” and viciously toss out the “stuff” (mental and physical) and begin anew.
“Time we have wasted on the way” – hours upon hours spent in watching others, watching television, watching movies, watching…when a simple (but hard) life choice could make all the difference today and tomorrow.
“So much water moving underneath the bridge” – and thus life passes. Looking through old photographs, it is quite apparent that my parents also may not have realized how much water has sped under the bridge of life. Examining old photographs, whether of a family member or others, provides a lesson and a wake up call…this too shall pass.
“Let the water come and carry us away” – and there it is. Release. Letting go of the stuff that binds me from living as I would like. Letting go of control. And being carried away. The sense of freedom just that phrase endgenders lifts the spirit.
And of course, America’s “Lonely People” has started playing and I am caught up in another ruminating moment. There are songs that are destructive, shallow, demeaning, and devoid of meaning, but I also realize there are great songs that provide a clue on looking and experiencing life more fully. They provide a guideway to helping and serving others. They carve out a bit of our soul each time we hear them. But only if we listen…to the rhythm, lyrics, and our heartstrings. Thank God for these artists.