When anger really gets the best of us/We’ve really lost our heads/We often say a lof of things, oh darlin’/Wish we’d never said
Even champions of love get weak and succumb to hate. To atone for his sins, he’s penning an apology letter to his ex-wife explaining how he regrets losing his cool. His remorse extends beyond mere lip service as he takes a close examination of anger and how it can be detrimental to a person’s health and well-being. It’s enough to turn a young man old, a healthy person sick, a righteous man soulless. The darkness of rage is like a never-ending winter that renders the heart cold and lifeless. But for Marvin the most painful part comes when it subsides and he has to face the wake of destruction left behind, a lesson that anyone can draw from.