Progress Of Love
Joe Henry Lyrics


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This is the progress of love that I fear
You retreat just as my defeat finally nears
What's only to lose, myself I volunteer
So all of your spoils could be mine

Life takes root in the deepest dark ground
Where bones blood and honor have been trampled down
And beaten like ponies and driven to town
Where reason is traded for rhyme

Your sailor is my lawyer
Your seamstress suits my king
But you are the mouth of the river
The star of my every dream

Some young punk cut a wire, the sun fell in the yard
We gathered round it, and we kicked it hard
We passed around flowers and wine and we cried oh Lord
Now here comes the night

Our every word now we talk in blues
A hymn to the life we're all bound to lose
We'd die for more but we still refuse
To live without a fight

Your sailor is my lawyer
Your seamstress suits my king
But you are the mouth of the river
At the start of my every dream

We say "never forget" and mean "never forgive"
No, never as long as ever we live
It offends all our dead to surrender this
To even think we might go on

And freedom doesn't need to be free when it sells
Like ocean waves offered from inside of shells
We bet the farm trying to ring its bells
While love still goes for a song

Your sailor is my lawyer
Your seamstress suits my king




But you are the mouth of the river
At the start of my every dream

Overall Meaning

In Joe Henry's song "Progress Of Love," the lyrics convey the difficulty and complexity of love. The first stanza describes the fear of the progress of love and the inevitability of defeat. The singer volunteers to lose themselves to gain what their love interest has, and they fear that they will never be able to fulfill their desire for love.


The second stanza describes the place where life takes root, where there is no honor, and reason is traded for rhyme. The third stanza is a vivid depiction of the singer's life, where everything is a struggle. They see their rival's possessions and resources as more significant than their own. The fourth stanza describes the aftermath of a wire being cut, and everything falling apart. They clasp on to memories and hold on to them tightly, always keeping their fight alive.


The recurring chorus of the song describes how the rival's resources become the singer's own. Your sailor is my lawyer, your seamstress suits my king, but you are the mouth of the river at the start of my every dream. It describes how every dream, every hope, and every aspiration starts with that one person who the singer yearns for.


Line by Line Meaning

This is the progress of love that I fear
I am afraid of how this love is progressing


You retreat just as my defeat finally nears
You back away when I am almost defeated


What's only to lose, myself I volunteer
I am willing to sacrifice myself for what I will lose


So all of your spoils could be mine
So I can have what you have earned


Life takes root in the deepest dark ground
Life begins in the darkest, most difficult places


Where bones blood and honor have been trampled down
Where people have been disrespected and treated unfairly


And beaten like ponies and driven to town
And forced to work hard and travel far


Where reason is traded for rhyme
Where logic is replaced by artistic expression


Your sailor is my lawyer
We share different people, but they serve similar purposes for us


Your seamstress suits my king
We have different people, but they have the same effect on us


But you are the mouth of the river
You are the source of everything I want and need


The star of my every dream
The center of all my hopes and aspirations


Some young punk cut a wire, the sun fell in the yard
Something unexpected and disastrous happened


We gathered round it, and we kicked it hard
We responded with anger and frustration


We passed around flowers and wine and we cried oh Lord
We sought comfort in each other's company and in religion


Now here comes the night
Now we are faced with darkness and uncertainty


Our every word now we talk in blues
Our every word is now filled with sadness and despair


A hymn to the life we're all bound to lose
A song mournfully acknowledging the inevitability of death


We'd die for more but we still refuse
We desire more in life, but we are not willing to compromise our values


To live without a fight
To accept less than we deserve without putting up a battle


We say, "never forget" and mean "never forgive"
We hold grudges and refuse to forgive those who have wronged us


No, never as long as ever we live
We will never let go of our anger and resentment


It offends all our dead to surrender this
It would dishonor our ancestors to give up on our principles


To even think we might go on
To even consider moving forward without resolving our issues


And freedom doesn't need to be free when it sells
Freedom can still be valuable, even when it is bought and sold


Like ocean waves offered from inside of shells
Like something beautiful and valuable that comes from an unexpected place


We bet the farm trying to ring its bells
We have risked everything to try and achieve that freedom


While love still goes for a song
While love is still undervalued and easily obtained


Your sailor is my lawyer
We share different people, but they serve similar purposes for us


Your seamstress suits my king
We have different people, but they have the same effect on us


But you are the mouth of the river
You are the source of everything I want and need


At the start of my every dream
At the beginning of every hope or goal I have




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