While going through MetalGuruMessiah’s 200 videos to select one for my final post (for now) in a series featuring his work, I came across this song. This is one of George Harrison’s famously ambiguous songs – could be about God, could be about a woman, but you just know that George meant it to be about God because, after all, we’re talking about George here. I settled down to listen to “Long, Long, Long” and couldn’t stop – it’s so singularly beautiful in its simplicity and sincerity.
As I hit repeat for the bazillionth time, it dawned upon me that there was a deeper reason why I was listening to this song over and over. As I mentioned to our fellow blogger and rock-brother vinylconnection in a comment earlier, doing this blog and listening to all this music is bringing back a lot of memories of days gone by – all the friends, the things we did and the times we had, but even more importantly, it’s bringing back to mind the young girl that I once was. It’s been a long, long, long time now since I was a young girl, and I think I’d almost forgotten about her.
As we go through life, getting bogged down with making the coffee, taking out the trash, driving to work, doing the laundry, ad infinitum, it’s so easy to lose touch with the essence of who we are and how we got here. I think this song can be interpreted to mean a lot of things. It could be about reconnecting with God, like our hero George probably meant, or it could be about anything lost and regained, whether it’s relationships, music, or just a part of ourselves. I don’t normally do this, but I’d like for us to read through the lyrics of this song before we listen to it…
It’s been a long, long, long time
How could I ever have lost you
When I loved you?
It took a long, long, long time
Now I’m so happy I found you
How I love you
So many tears I was searching
So many tears I was wasting, oh, oh!
Now I can see you; be you
How can I ever misplace you?
How I want you
Oh, I love you
You know that I need you
Oh, I love you
Your mission today, should you choose to accept it, is to listen to this song and think about that which has been lost and what might be worthwhile, and possible, to regain. Some things, of course, can’t be regained in a temporal, tangible way, but perhaps there’s a way to recapture those most valuable of things that come from within, like joy, hope, and enthusiasm for life.
This song also brings me back to my freshman year in college, when my dorm mates and I holed up in my room and listened to the Beatles in-depth, analyzing lyrics, going to the piano room to try to pick out melodies and sing along, and so on. It was my “Beatles year”. I haven’t talked to those girls, who were my dear, dear friends, in quite a while. I think I’ll make some phone calls this evening.
How could I ever have lost you – when I loved you?
Please share, friends.