of an old man’s sufferings
caught in a young man’s throat.
his voice already has a
roughness to its sweetness,
a swan that’s been dragged
through a hedge backwards,
beautifully bedraggled, renascent.
has his tragedy been written –
in the way he sings a song?
like it all comes down to this
and we should have known this all along.
sabotaging each new success
like an ego set on self-destruct
since before he was even born.
he storms out when he should stand still
and pushes in where he’s not wanted.
you would follow him to hell and back
but he’d only turn and flee –
you could love him but not hold him
so uncage him, set him free.
About the tremendously talented Gene Clark. So many songs I could recommend you listen to – Some Misunderstanding, Give My Love to Marie, Rain Song, Hear the Wind, Gypsy Rider, Silver Raven …
Photo from geneclarkgallery.com.