This song reminds me of my marriage the last three years as I figured out my way through my diagnosis. Particularly my stint in the psych hospital. He never called me and refused to do counseling while there. He left me behind. Also it represents all the friends I had before diagnosis and how I’ve lost them. It just has a lot of meaning I guess.
Now maybe I did not mean to treat you bad But I did it anyway And now maybe Some would say your life was sad But you lived it anyway And so maybe Your friends they stand around they watch your crumble As you falter to the ground And then someday Your friends they stand beside as you were flyin’ Oh you were flyin’ oh so high
But then someday people look at you for what they call their own They watch you suffer Yeah they hear you calling home But then some day we could take our time To brush the leaves aside so you can reach us But you left me far behind
Now maybe I didn’t mean to treat you oh so bad But I did it anyway Now I said maybe some would say you’re left with what you had But you couldn’t share the pain
No, no, no Couldn’t share the pain, they watch you suffer
Now maybe I could have made my own mistakes But I live with what I’ve known And then maybe we might share in something great But won’t you look at where we’ve grown Won’t you look at where we’ve gone But then someday comes tomorrow holds a sense of what I fear for you in my mind As you trip the final line And that cold day when you lost control It’s a shame you left my life so soon you should have told me But you left me far behind, yeah Now maybe I didn’t mean to treat you oh so bad But I did it anyway Now maybe some would say you’re left with what you had But you couldn’t share the pain No, no, no
Oh no Oh no no no no… Now maybe I didn’t mean to treat you oh so bad But I did it anyway Now maybe some would say you’re left with what you had But you couldn’t share the pain I said times have changed your friends They come and watch you crumble to the ground They watch you suffer Yeah, they hold you down Hold on down Now maybe lover, maybe love I didn’t mean to treat you bad But you left me far behind Left me far behind Left me far behind
Rebuilding myself and my life after decades within an abusive family situation. I survived, but I plan to thrive ... blogging about physical and mental health; wellbeing; social justice; creative arts; and more