A "Play" on Some of the Greatest Songs of Jackson Browne 4
CONTENTMENT
For Chris
(Written in 1996)




All of us have this aching need to believe in something

Yet we usually choose the wrong things to have faith in

To trust in possessions and people that are untrustworthy

And who only disappoint us because enough seems never enough.



We find it hard to believe that there is a state of heart and mind

A place where enough will be enough for all those who find it

Or we only seek it out from all the wrong sources and places

And believe we've found it where we have truly found nothing.



Know that life goes on in its myriad, apparently acceptable, ways

While the world does the same in it's habitually unfavorable manner

The majority who think they know about love, don't know love at all

And they long to belong and fit a name to their belief that justifies them.



About truly living and rightly going on with each of our own lives

Could all be written on a ruby in the shape of a heart that's bleeding

Since we truly know and understand so pitiably little in our blindness

And most of us grope in darkness that has no end but a death that's final.



Love that is truly real can never die, but goes on for ever and ever,

Displacing fear, prejudice, hate, selfishness, and being unforgiving

With Love, Hopefulness, Selflessness, Self-sacrifice, Acceptance,

And fearlessness in the face of the great barriers to that Love and Joy.