Hergest Ridge

Tricky – Black Steel

A proper entry some other day.

I’ve been listening to this album for ten years, watched it take a life of its own, change meaning, and then return to me so I can hear it anew for the first time.

Old and new roots entangle, then stretch out and eventually find their way to Another. And then stories are lived and written – happy and tragic ones.

Through the experience we reach new soil that we can never reach in the light, on the surface. The only way to live life is by reaching deep and far out, and risk suffocation.

 

I’ll give you countless amounts of outright acceptance if you want it
I will give you encouragement to choose the path that you want if you need it
You can speak of anger and doubts your fears and freak outs and I’ll hold it
You can share your so-called shame filled accounts of times in your life and I won’t judge it
(and there are no strings attached to it)
 
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you thanks for receiving, it’s my privilege
And you owe me nothing in return
 
You can ask for space for yourself and only yourself and I’ll grant it
You can ask for freedom as well or time to travel and you’ll have it
You can ask to live by yourself or love someone else and I’ll support it
You can ask for anything you want, anything at all and I’ll understand it
(and there are no strings attached to it)
 
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you thanks for receiving it’s my privilege
And you owe me nothing in return
 
I bet you’re wondering when the next payback shoe will eventually drop
I bet you’re wondering when my conditional police will force you to cough up
I bet you wonder how far you have now danced your way back into debt
This is the only kind of love as I understand it that there really is
 
You can express your deepest of truths even if it means I’ll lose you and I’ll hear it
You can fall into the abyss on your way to your bliss I’ll empathize with
You can say that you have to skip town to chase your passion and I’ll hear it
You can even hit rock bottom have a mid-life crisis and I’ll hold it
(and there are no strings attached)
 
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you thanks for receiving it’s my privilege
And you owe me nothing in return
 
Alanis Morissette, You Owe Me Nothing in Return (Under Rug Swept)
 
Make love, not war.