"Triage" lyrics

"Triage"

I think I know what love is forgiveness for a start
Room for those you love to hate somewhere inside your heart
There are those who say that love is naught but gossip column news
Or old roller skates that fasten to the bottom of your shoes

Some say love's a meditation on everything we are
Good bad and indifferent self-righteous and bizarre
It's right there in the crosshairs, our every last mistake
The sinners we've made holy, the saints we've burned at stake

If love is revelation and love we thus receive
It all comes down to knowing less than most of us alone believe

If you're asking me what love is, here's what I might say
You can find it out there anywhere on any given day
It's an endless stream consciousness obtained in drips and drabs
And a chance to do the right thing when there's no one keeping tabs

If love is what we make it as you reap so you sow
The yang and yen the where and when the first and last to come and go
Then love is all creation as love is manifest
It's love when we're all given life and love when we're all laid to rest


Writer(s): Rodney Crowell
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