Today while I was driving home this song came on. I’ve heard it 100 times. I’ve never even thought about the words. But today, for whatever reason, I really listened to it. And it spoke to me. I have been feeling down lately. Like I don’t know what to do with my life or where to go and like I am not doing anything important. I make coffee and I watch my grandpa. I have a Master’s degree and this is what I do. I’m at the bottom. I’m the last. And I think that is exactly where I am supposed to be.

Flags by Brooke Fraser

Come, tell me your trouble
I’m not your answer
But I’m a listening ear

Reality has left you reeling
All facts and no feeling
No faith and all fear

I don’t know why a good man will fall
While a wicked one stands
And our lives blow about
Like flags on the land

Who’s at fault is not important
Good intentions lie dormant
And we’re all to blame

While apathy acts like an ally
My enemy and I are one and the same

I don’t know why the innocents fall
While the monsters still stand
And our lives blow about
Like flags on the land

I don’t know why our words are so proud
Yet their promise soothing
And our lives blow about
Like flags in the wind

Oh oh oh oh

You who mourn will be comforted
You who hunger will hunger no more
All the last shall be first
Of this I am sure

You who weep now will laugh again
All you lonely be lonely no more
Yes, the last will be first
Of this I’m sure

I don’t know why the innocents fall
While the monsters stand
I don’t know why the little ones thirst
But I know the last shall be first
I know the last shall be first
I know the last shall be first