I don’t know about you, but the Paltrow/Martin break up shocked the heck out of me.
Last night, driving home from the movies, I heard the news on the radio about their split. Then the station played Coldplay’s latest track, newly released, called “Magic.” It is taken from the forthcoming album Ghost Stories, which will be released on May 19th. It’s my favourite Coldplay track in years and yet, between the beat and soft oo-oo-oos that Martin croons, are some very telling lyrics:
Call it magic, call it true, call it magic, when I’m with you.
And I just got broken, broken into two, still I call it magic, when I’m next to you.
[…] And I don’t, and I don’t and I don’t, and I don’t, No, I don’t,
It’s true, I don’t, no, I don’t, no, I don’t, no, I don’t want anybody else but you.
The second verse is equally sad:
Call it magic, cut me into two, and with all your magic, I disappear from view
and I can’t get over, can’t get over you — still I call it magic. It’s such a precious jewel.
If that isn’t honest heartbreak, I don’t know what is. The last verse, well, I don’t know how Martin will be able to sing this one live. He sings:
And if you were to ask me, after all that we’ve been through,
still believe in magic, oh yes I do, oh yes I do.
Yes I do. Oh yes I do. Of course I do.
I’ve felt oddly sad all day thinking about this breakup — maybe because I genuinely thought their union would last. Both are from parents who remained in wedlock, have siblings, and seem family-orientated. Part of me thought: “If Gwynnie and Chris can’t make it with all their houses and help — people to load the dishwasher, do the laundry, mind the kids and take out the trash — then what hope is there for us ordinary folk?” Us folk who fight about lack of money and who should handle bathtime and who should have to leave work to take the kids to the dentist.
But marriage, no matter your wealth or status, is still marriage. It is still two complete individuals, trying to negotiate life together. Maybe all those nights apart finally took their toll? It can’t be easy being married to someone who is on tour for months on end, while you stay at home and check the homework? Likewise, it must be hard when your wife heads off for filming and you hang up your guitar to bake cookies instead. Who knows, nor should we speculate — breakups are painful enough.
But I hope for both their sakes that they do still believe in magic, and that one day, they both find it again.
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