HARBORING A FUGITIVE
Jul. 12th, 2024 02:44 pmThe Indigo Girls’ “Swamp Ophelia” is the album I came out to at 24. I have a tattoo that says “The Hardest To Learn Was The Least Complicated” (one of the lyrics), which absolutely summarized my own discovery at that age.
But time is a funny thing. Songs can mean one thing to you at one time of your life, and another later on.
Here I sit at 54, listening to the opening track “Fugitive” again for the millionth time, singing along to lyrics I *thought* I knew for the last 30 years, and suddenly — they’re something else.
Something I couldn’t possibly understand at 24.
In the context of 30 years of my life, of highs and lows, success and failure, hedonism and heartache, I discover that it’s a song I could easily be singing to my younger self — a young man not at all knowing what he’s about to sign up for, the life he didn’t bargain for — and here I sit, a crying mess.
“It’s coming to you,
The lessons I’ve learned
Won’t do you any good,
You’ve got to get burned;
The curse and the blessing,
they’re one in the same.
Baby, I said, it’s all in our hands,
Got to learn to respect
What we don’t understand.
We are fortunate ones,
Fortunate ones… I swear.