IT TAKES ONE A LONG TIME TO BECOME YOUNG

BITS OF PIECES

"Tin can at my feet
Think I'll kick it down the street
That's the way
To treat a friend....

All around me,
The signs implore me
Help the needy
And show them the way...

Human kindness is overflowing.....

But - I think it's going to rain today"


"Like a bird on a wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way
To be free"  - Leaonard Cohen{/c:blue}


Not sure why these songs lyrics popped in my head......but have posting them here anyway, for reference.

They are both sad, mournful, filled with opposite images - indicating a deep cynical experience where one tries to believe in human kindnes, yet, it's going to rain today. And the scene of the tin can at my feet.....kicking it....that's the way to treat a friend.

Leanord Cohen (doubt if anyone knows  he was back in the 60's) wrote descriptive phrases, always with a mournful quality.

An anology of a bird on a wire...or a drunk in a midnight choir...are clear and precise images, of a need for freedom.

Another song with wonderful lyrics ays:


"All the Sisters of Mercy they are not departed or gone,
They were waiting for me when I thought that I just could not go on,
And they brought me some tea and later they brought me a song,
Oh, I hope you run into them, you have traveled so long"

I just remembered these lyrics and needed to write them somewhere. So, they are here right now.........