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Tag: <span>song</span>
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First, the song found me. What an interesting melody. The voice and the tempo, are all very distinctive. Then I stumbled over the poem and it spoke to me. I suppose that’s how blogging works sometimes. First, you don’t know what to write about, you want to skip a day or two, and then a post comes together about a subject you didn’t feel about writing -yet you do it anyway because now you just have to.
1989 I sat in the lobby of a hotel in Frankfurt/Germany and watched the fall of the Berlin Wall on TV, surrounded by co-workers and clients. The beginning of a new era. We were optimistic and full of joy. At the time is seemed that the influence of the U.S. and western European countries was expanding, and nothing could stop it.
THE DAY DEMOCRACY DIED
A long long time ago
A Tuesday in November
When that sinking feeling laid us low
And we knew if he had his way
That we’d all live to curse the day
When decency received a fatal blow
A pianist who casually started playing on a piano outside Forsyth Music Shop on Deansgate, Manchester earlier this month. It’s not clear whether he’s busking for money, or just having a jam, but he wows passers-by with an incredible medley of tunes ranging from rave classic Insomnia by Faithless to Dr. Dre’s g-funk banger Still D.R.E.
Many years ago I lost a good friend, she was older than me, and I was fortunate enough to be with her almost to the end. We had many talks, and she was generous enough to share her life experience with me. “Don’t ever look back with regret,” she said, and I am not so sure I understood it right then and there.
I read today’s word prompt and all I could think of was “my” song -our song. Whatever I would write about, couldn’t possibly be as good as the song lyrics to “True Companion.” So, I decided to post this song with its lyrics. And, if you are lucky as I am, and you are loved by a wonderful partner, who you love more than the sprinkles on the ice cream, then, you will understand.
We’re all bound by certain forces
The same as any one
Step out of the shadows
My little one