Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros have the cutest, hippy-dippy love song. It’s my most recent favorite song to capture some of the way I feel about Doug:
Oh, it gets some things wrong. Don’t go looking for perfect expressions of truth among imperfect humans. Every human offering gets some things wrong.
And yes, it’s a hippy-dippy love song written by (judging from the lyrics) unbelievers. (And… I’m using the term “hippy dippy” with utmost love. I think that’s possibly the category of people I fall in.)
But there is some important Truths Sharpe gets right.
Alabama, Arkansas, I do love my Ma and Pa
Not the way that I do love you