Song of the Week: I'll Work for Your Love
October 16, 2007
It's a curious thing to me that few artistic geniuses (in any field) are able to produce truly imaginative, groundbreaking work later in life. Creative genius appears, for whatever reason, to be the domain of the young. But every once in a while, an artist comes along who breaks that rule, who is able to produce in the sunset of life works with as much verve and originality as in the days of youth. Bruce Springsteen is such an artist, as evidenced by his latest album with the E Street Band, Magic. I had a spiritual experience listening to this week's featured song, called "I'll Work for Your Love." It's just one of an album full of great songs:
Pour me a drink Theresa in one of those glasses you dust off
And I'll watch the bones in your back like the stations of the cross
'Round your hair the sun lifts a halo, at your lips a crown of thorns
Whatever the deal's going down, to this one I'm sworn
I'll work for your love dear
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love
The dust of civilizations and love's sweet remains
Slip off of your fingers and come drifting down like rain
The pages of Revelation lie open in your empty eyes of blue
I watch you slip that comb through your hair and this I promise you
I'll work for your love dear
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love
Well tears they fill the rosary, at your feet my temple of bones
Here in this perdition we go on and on
Now I see your pieces crumbled and our book of faith's been tossed
And I'm just down here searching for my own piece of the cross
In the late afternoon sun fills the room with a mist in the garden before the fall
I watch your hands smooth the front of your blouse and seven drops of blood fall
I'll work for your love dear
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love
Are you sure it's not Bluce SpringsteeM? I swear I saw that somewhere...
:) Sounds like a great song. I want to listen to it now.
Posted by: SML | October 16, 2007 at 05:34 PM
I plead the Fifth.
Or did I drink the Fifth? I can't remember.
Posted by: Equality | October 16, 2007 at 05:40 PM
Both, duh. :)
Posted by: SML | October 16, 2007 at 05:41 PM
A likely story, E.
Posted by: belaja | October 17, 2007 at 02:52 AM