Old Love
Eternal Flames: Embracing Timeless Love in Mary Chapin Carpenter's 'Old Love'
Lyrics
I want old love, the kind that takes years
I desire a long-lasting love, one that matures over time
To turn to gold, love, burnished and seared
This love should become precious and enduring, shaped by challenges
On the high wire, by rain, wind and sun
Comparing love to a high wire, enduring elements like rain, wind, and sun
With the hard times forgiven and done
Seeking a love that forgives and moves past difficult times
I want old love, the kind that seeps in
Desiring a love that gradually permeates, not cold or fragile
It isn't cold, love, it's never brittle or thin
This love should never be brittle or thin, exemplified by warmth
It's the long kiss, it's the curl of a sigh
Describing intimate moments like a long kiss or the curl of a sigh
Down a hallway, in the middle of the night
These moments occur in the middle of the night, down a hallway
I want old love, the kind that can see
Desiring a love that perceives beyond surface flaws
Through the holes, love, that live underneath
Seeing through the imperfections and insecurities that exist
All our false cheer, bravado and pride
Acknowledging false happiness, bravado, and pride in relationships
Through the old fears we carry inside
Recognizing and confronting deep-seated fears carried within
I want old love, the kind that can say
Desiring a love that speaks truthfully about its experiences
What it knows, love, and what it learned on the way
This love should share its wisdom gained through the journey
In that one voice, familiar and strange
Describing a unified voice, both familiar and strange
Only old love remembers your name
Only enduring love remembers your name
I want old love, the kind that holds on
Seeking a love that persists even when hope seems lost
When it's told, love, that all hope is gone
Enduring against all odds, challenges, and prayers
Against all odds, wagers and prayers
Comparing love to a wall and reaching the furthest somewhere
To the wall love, to the furthest somewhere
Love should endure and hold on to the utmost extent
I want old love, the kind that takes years
Reiterating the desire for a love that matures with time
To turn to gold, love, burnished and seared
Emphasizing the transformation of love into something precious
On the high wire, by rain, wind and sun
Reiterating the metaphor of love as a high wire enduring elements
With the hard times forgiven and done
Seeking a love that forgives and moves past challenging times
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