I wrote this song thinking about how words can betray intentions and slip from under our grasp. We try to share how we feel but we run up against the limits of language and find a lack of fidelity between our language and our experience.

But love is passed between us in channels that flow deeper than words. And so there is no reason to despair when our words don't get it right. I find that to be a comforting thought. 

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Some orchards bloom 
Hidden from sight 
Kept out of view 
Alive by the night 
Under the cover of love 
Behind locked doors 
Humbled by time and change 
Quiet to the world

I’m sorry if I never loved the way I mean to I guess, 
I’ve been running from you. I’ve been running from you 
I try and try to say what I mean but the words 
Slip outta my hands, slip outta my hands

Move in time with me 
Rhythm and light 
Your siren call 
Pulled me aside 
Not everything can stand 
Not everything can last 
Not everything can go 
And not everything will pass

I’m sorry if I never loved the way I mean to I guess, 
I’ve been running from you. I’ve been running from you 
I try and try to say what I mean but the words 
slip outta my hands, slip outta my hands

Got me I’m running out of your view. 
Got me I’m running out of your view. 
Got me I’m running out of your view. 
So let me step into your view

God is here among us 
In the silence between phrases 
In the infidelity of language 
Deep beneath our knowing glances

Beneath every hopeful sentence 
Beyond every probing question 
There are rivers that are flowing 
They are colliding in this moment

Become estuaries between us 
As our bodies tangle into one 
Your water is my wine, your heat 
burns my furnace bright.

The Infidelity Of Language

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The Infidelity Of Language

Steve Benjamins