We Were Alive, We Were Alone

Published on Monday, December 21, 2009 By Drew Stedman

While I like to write about the many things that concern and interest me (religion, natural history, politics, philosophy, etc.), I am primarily a poet and songwriter. I find it easiest to convey my ideas and epiphanies through music. Lately, I have been really considering why I do the things I do and have been delving into the many different accounts and beliefs of how we all got here.


I still chose to live within the Christian faith. Many times I have been forced to ask myself, why? Ultimately, it is because I believe in striving for something higher than myself. Love that transcends, well… everything else. I find that in the life and teachings of Jesus Christ, and they still move me in ways that few other writings can. I am fascinated by the way that these ancient ideas still live on. I appreciate the way that they influence the actions of the faith community I belong to in helping the greater community to which we consider ourselves servants. I also still find the familiar traditions of Christianity to be helpful and meaningful in my life. Have I stumbled on some unchanging ultimate Truth? I cannot be so arrogant to think so. What I can say is that, for my life, I believe I am better for it.


In thinking about all of this, I decided to write my own human mythology. One that makes more sense from where I am now. Its a song. I still don’t know if it will make it into my regular catalogue or not, but either way I want to share it. I hope I have gained some better understanding of who I am from this. I think I have.


We Were Alive, We Were Alone


We woke up in a world of life


And gazed upon the evening sky


One hundred billion lights


Heaven spirits to guide the night


With a twinkle in our eye


Deep in Eden, cradled tight


The morning-god began to rise


On the dawn of the human mind


We were alive.


Then we came down from the trees


To golden plains and crystal seas


And we spread our holy seed


As far as the eye could see


Then we let our garden grow


And we reaped what we had sown


But somewhere deep within our soul


We wanted to be known


We were alone.


Then the voices in our head


Spoke of life beyond the dead


And every word that they said


Felt like heaven’s very breath


We built alters to the sun


We searched for the chosen one


When we looked back at all we’d done


We still stood where we had begun


All the gods that we had made


Could not pull us past the grave


Still we worshipped, still we prayed


Still we were longing to be saved


We could be right, we could be wrong


While we are weak we still are strong


Searching for the place where we belong


Our salvation won’t be long


We will live on


We will live on


We will live on.


Copyright 2009 Drew Stedman


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