Old Love

Old love ties me to you

Sometimes, it gets us through

But sometimes, it’s like a crevasse in the way,

Something to avoid, something that darkens the day

 

Old love is a weight on my chest

Sometimes, though, it brings out my best,

But sometimes, it’s like I can’t breath,

Sometimes, sometimes, it’s short of my needs

 

Old love is a whisper in my mind

My look at you reminds me of old times

and a future so bright I had to wear shades

Old love never dies, but, yes, it fades

Destination

Have you ever been out walking, and then suddenly stopped and looked around, and asked yourself, “Where am I going?”, and your mind answers, “Do you mean metaphorically?”

Yes, I have.

Friday’s Theme Song

This song has four things going for it for me: interesting lyrics, fascinating vocals, brilliant guitar playing, a beat and sound that moves me, and it came during an exciting era for me, personally.

Well, that’s more than four items, I think. Here’s Santana with Rob Thomas with the nineteen ninety-eight release, “Smooth.”

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