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saturday song: poison and wine

for your saturday song today i bring you something to make you think.  sometimes i give you ear candy, but today, this is like a gourmet meal: beautiful presentation and attention to detail, along with enigmatic combinations of flavors that will challenge how you see the world.   yes, it's that good.

i've been listening to the civil wars a great deal of late, and i thought i would share with you a "love song" from their album 'barton hollow."  this is the official video for the song, so it doesn't include the lyrics, but they are very easy to hear and understand, so all you really need to do is listen to the song.  and i encourage you to really listen to it.  it is a love song, for sure, but not your typical fare.  it isn't just about how much 'i love you and want to be with you forever,' as much as that is a wonderful sentiment.  we've all felt that way.  but we've also felt other ways about those we love.  sometimes we feel things like, "i can't stand you,' or, 'i can't believe you would hurt me so badly," or even, "i don't know if i still love you."  all of those emotions may be part of the recipe that, in the end, adds up to make a lifetime of love or a broken relationship, depending on how things go.  either way, it's always complicated.  this song, a deeply emotional love song, touches on that reality, that love isn't always neat and clean, but is often full of contradictions and difficult choices.  this song, in my opinion, is really good art, and makes me want to hold shannon close to me and make sure we are doing what we need to be doing to keep our relationship full of life and hope. 

enjoy: poison & wine by the civil wars. 

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