Certain Songs

It astounds me how fast the years start to fly by as you get older. Time seemed to crawl at a snail's pace when I was kid. It felt like there were years gone by from one Christmas to the following one and the only thing I wanted was to speed up the clock so I could be 'big'.

Now that I am in my early 30's it is the exact opposite. Time is moving way too fast. Weeks turn into months and months into years in what seems like a way too rapid fashion.

I can't believe it has been 10yrs since my dad passed away. So much has changed...it feels like two lifetimes ago. I ddin't realize it at the time, but my pop was a huge influence on me as a music lover. I remember at the funeral the pastor saying that my dad worshiped two kings, God and Elvis. So true. He was an Elvis man through and through. It makes me so happy that he was able to go to Graceland a few months before the Cancer got the better of him...that lifted his spirits so much and seemed to get him through one last holiday season with us.

This song is probably one of the most beautiful songs ever written about the human experience. It's such a sad thing to watch somebody you love struggle with illness...the most helpless feeling in the world. Just another example of how music is such an integral part of my life...the soundtrack to my life. I can't imagine being any other way.



All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down

And I hope you're thinking of me
As you lay down on your side
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again

Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again

But I know I'm on a losing streak
'Cause I passed down my old street
And if you wanna show, then just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again

Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again

'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead

All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down

Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again

'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead

But if you wanna show, just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again

Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again

Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again

I'm never going down, I'm never coming down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
I'm never coming down, I'm never going down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
(Repeat and Fade Out)