the deepening ground

We’ve all played the fool at some point in our lives, especially in the name of love. Frankie Lymon & The Teenagers sang of it long before I sat down with my guitar and composed the following song. Sometimes we’ve played the fool for power, fame, or glory, fleeting as they are. Like King Solomon in the book of Ecclesiastes, we eventually discover the bitter truth: “Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.” Here, the speaker has traveled through the labyrinth of misplaced hopes and loves to find one who knows him by name, “offering all [he] could want,” with open arms and a healing touch that brings true hope. In such company what can you say but “I would gladly be the fool of your love!”

Fool of Your Love

Vincent H. Anastasi - 2014

I know what it feels like to thirst for real life deep in my bones
And I have shared the cold nights all alone tight in a lover’s arms
Until you came and spoke to me, you were offering all I could want

	Now I would gladly be the fool of your love
        I would gladly be the fool of your love

I know what it tastes like to drink the limelight from a frothy cup
To trace my name in headlines when my insides ache from hunger’s touch
But I know what you’ll say to me, and you’re offering more than enough

	So I would gladly be the fool of your love
        I would gladly be the fool of your love

I know what it looks like, a sacred birthright handed down by gods
Midas fingers make bright, but the twilight exposes bounty’s fraud
With open arms you come to me, and your touch brings hope to my heart

	Now I would gladly be the fool of your love
        I would gladly be the fool of your love
	I would gladly be the fool, I would gladly live for you
	I would gladly be the fool of your love (full of your love...)

I know what it feels like to think that this life is enough