Sitting at my desk with tears welling up in my eyes. A very old song echoing down the hallways of memory from my youth has just hit the iTunes DJ. Ahhhh, sadness, whimsy and golden-hued reminiscence.
I can clearly remember howling this at full voice as I drove down the highway and swore out loud that I would make the most of my life and never look back.
Most important, never look back.
Damn, can’t help looking back.
Things do get to me. The words: “the weight of all these hustlers and their schemes” hit me right in the middle.
And this never made sense until today.
Twenty years now, where’d they go? Twenty years, I don’t know I sit and I wonder sometimes where they’ve gone
Ahhh, the memories.
Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band - Like a Rock
Stood there boldly, sweatin’ in the sun felt like a million, felt like number one at height of summer, I’d never felt that strong Like a rockI was eighteen, didn’t have a care workin’ for peanuts, not a dime to spare but I was lean an' solid everywhere Like a rock My hands were steady, my eyes were clear and bright my walk had purpose, my steps were quick and light And I held firm, to what I felt was right Like a rock
Like a rock I was strong as I could be like a rock Nothin’ ever got to me like a rock I was somethin’ to see like a rock
And I stood arrow straight unencumbered by the weight of all these hustlers and their schemes [ From : www.elyrics.net/read/b/bo… ] I stood proud I stood tall high above it all I still believed in my dream
Twenty years now, where’d they go? Twenty years, I don’t know I sit and I wonder sometimes where they’ve gone
And sometimes late at night, oohhh when I’m bathed in the firelight the moon comes callin’ a ghostly way, and I recall I recall
