Never loosen the grip on our hand.
A beautiful lyric from an acoustic version I heard on the forums today. Oh for how long a time I had pined for the ones who always loosened their grip on my hand. Falling away from me and not ever sure why they left. But the line is a personal favorite. One that I have sung at the top of my lungs with such fervor and befuddlement as to why people let go or when I let go. And finally a call of action to tell them to hold on tightly
I am very physically connected to who I am and how that relates to the people around me or lets say, whom I want around me. I am a touch sensitive person. My hands are a connection and the first point of contact. Metaphorically, I try to express this to the ones that I love, letting them knows that as life often wants to let you know that “nobody loves us”, but that is rarely the case unless we just make it so in our own belief.
Another track today was an acoustic version of “unlovable”. It is really a lovely song. It brought me back to age 17. I vividly remembered driving home and standing at my car. I looked at my house from the outside and remember feeling nothing for what was inside. Some of that was just being a typical teenager and some of that was for who was inside. My lack of deep connection and lack of control for my surroundings was expressed in my awkwardness and sung to me in this song. This, I learned later, was something I would hold as a reality that I could change.
Reach for my hand
And, and the race is won
Reject my hand
And the damage is done
I think the lyric from “I’m not sorry” applies. As I’ve grown older, I have my own home, I have a wife and I have two great kids. In some respects for the past, the damage was done. But as a responsible man and a Morrissey fan that has heard and lived these lyrics, I can repeat the past or change it. I consciously always reach for the hands of my wife and kids to let them know, no matter what is happening, I wont reject them or let go. They are safe. So the race may be won.