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Of all the songs to this point (and the couple past that I’ve gotten to), this one has landed the hardest for me. Over the past few years, I have had several moments when I’ve looked to Heaven with the same sort of hope and frustration-I’ll admit, sometimes sheer anger-that I’m getting from Hansard in this song. I used to think that frustration, questioning, and the occasional doubt were marks of utter weakness of faith. I’ve been well led both when still in Indy (of course) and since we’ve been up in Lansing here to know that’s not the case.

Now on a different note, for this song and the rest, I haven’t listened to the given versions. I pretty well live on YouTube, so I’ve pulled live versions when I can. If anyone reading this wants to find the Cardinal Sessions version of this song on YouTube, do so. It’s sheer perfection in its imperfection, probably the best recorded live performance of a single song I’ve heard in years, maybe even ever.

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So glad this one resonated with you, Glen Hansard is truly a poet. I’ll have to check out that version, I’ve not heard it before!

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Thanks for sharing. Love the song, too.

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