Strange how Cupid fell
Photo Northern Lights by Hans van Wijk

Normally, a god like Cupid can or will not stumble and fall.
But suppose he deliberately chose to fall, thereby wounding himself by one of his own arrows.
Just to know what it feels like to be in love.
Well, as it is with us mortals, there would be a significant chance he would fall in love with the wrong person,
for instance a woman that was already spoken for.
And then, just like with us mortals, the misery would begin.

In our song, we find Cupid at the verge of insanity, madly in love and jealous as a dog,
and about to hunt down the woman of his dreams in nightly hours.
Unfortunately, this history is not about to end well,
for as Dostojewski already taught us (gods and mortals alike):

Every ordinary man can be a god;
No god can be an ordinary man.

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Strange how Cupid fell

Strange how the water keeps fleeing away from my own two feet
Strange how my heart seems to wither and fade in her hands
Twisting and turning, my world only whispers of light and life;
if only her arms would surrender and close in my wish

Caught, and my wings clipped; I am cold and blind
Bring me my lantern, I will try and find her
Holes in my soul only she can fill, and
traces of steps leading light into night

Strange how the light seems to change the shape of her face each time
Strange how my head seems to function apart from my heart
This waiting and waiting just clusters the nights into one black star;
stealing her light, still I cling to this life

Caught, and my wings clipped; I am cold and blind
Bring me my lantern, I will try and find her
Holes in my soul only she can fill, and
traces of steps leading light into night