Maxwell’s Pretty Wings. This song is too perfect. An achingly beautiful ode to the notion that to love something is to let it go. Maxwell explains here that the song is about finding the right person at the wrong time. Whether love lasts or not has a lot to do with timing. Be it meeting the love of your life the week before they move overseas or simply not being mature enough to truly appreciate the person you’re with, timing will often trump Love.
So, if the timing is wrong and you do have to let your love fly their pretty wings away from you, then depending on your head-space right now the following paragraph will either be incredibly depressing, or freeing:
Time will bring the real end of our trial
One day there’ll be no remnants no trace
No residual feelings within ya
One day you won’t remember me.
The sentiment here is kind of similar to what Fiona Apple talks about in Love Ridden. After time that burning desire, that love that you think will never go away, that you swear will never go away – it goes away. A year ago, you told them you’d always love them, but now you don’t. A year ago you were going insane because they were all you could think about. Now, you can barely remember why you loved them. Like I said, depending on your mind-state, this can be good or bad news. But trust me, the knowledge that you can love with everything you have, and still be OK even after it all comes to nothing, is incredibly freeing. And as Maxwell himself says at the end of the song, ‘someone better’s gonna love you, baby’.