Eye of the Why

Again, I see the value of you;

Of all you are and all that you do

We’re casting this spell cause it’s true

In the mysteries I’m finding this clue.


The sorceress of past times, today

You can tell, by these words, is at play

Though the greed leaves us, grieving, to die

Still our song opens up to the sky



Through the eye of the Why, I keep loving you.

Through the eye of the Why, I keep loving you.

Why?  I keep loving you.


  1. Every single thing I have, is dust without measure

When troubles have all passed away, I’ve still had the pleasure

And dreams we’ve known are quickly thrown as power from our hands

And when we’ve played this masquerade, still, someone, understands.

                So much for human plans.


Chorus: Through the eye of the Why, I keep loving you.

Through the eye of the Why, I keep loving you.

Why?  I keep loving you.


We noted how our conversation, one day last week, fell into a lot of natural rhymes.  We laughed and agreed ‘the Marc Kane is at work.’  I realized it might be worth our while to actually sit, write, see what comes out.   It was sweet, very emotional in an -almost-cry-happy sort of way.

I think it is oh-so- basic in its beginning.  It doesn’t aspire to much more than a greeting card kind of phrase.  But I trusted in it- even though I know there are times where appreciating ‘all that you are / do’ is not immediately apparent.  But taking a step back outside of actions, moods and moments, you do find yourself grateful for the whole package, even for its inherent contrasts.

I decided to trust in the simplicity of its two chords, D and G, with a resolution Dmaj 7 I couldn’t resist for its beauty and wistfulness.  I convinced her to pick up the guitar and strum with me for the first in a very long time.  We actually got just a bit ill with each other, momentarily.

I sat down with no shirt and committed a version of its accompaniment to video.   The chorus ending has so few syllables, so I kept playing with it afterwards to affect a plain-spoken way of delivering it.
I hope it comes back to our attention at the first opportunity.

I think it threads into the present moment’s dilemmas, in a way that touches the ongoing issues of modern economic disparity.  But I realized that struggle’s timeless across history.


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