Sunrise, Sunset..from Fiddler on the Roof.
“One season following another.
Laden with happiness and tears.”
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few. September, November. And these few precious days I'll spend with you. These precious days I'll spend with you
Bob Dylan - “There’s not even room enough to be anywhere
It’s not dark yet but it’s gettin’ there.” Grim.
Good list!
A few that come to mind...
Gettin’ older:
John Cougar Mellencamp, Jack and Diane - “Oh yeah life goes on, Long after the thrill of livin’ is gone.”
John Cougar Mellencamp - Check it Out: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GimNm_PKtYM
The bittersweet look back at your lost youth:
Bryan Adams - Summer of 69: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9f06QZCVUHg
Don Henley - Boys of Summer
Just realizing that being an adult ain’t all it’s cracked up to be. :-) :
The Pursuit of Happiness - I’m an Adult Now: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pSDF8VvU13M
Beetles?
I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment’s gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind
Someday in the future the song In The Year 2525 will be nostalgic.
Yesterday When I Was Young.
I think Roy Clark did a well known version of it.
Old and Wise - Alan Parsons Project
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rrdbpo7T8n4
The Living Years - Mike & the Mechanics
Johnny Paycheck - Old Violin
“So you’re scared and you’re thinkin that maybe we ain’t that young anymore; show a little faith, there’s magic in the night; you ain’t a beauty but hey you’re all right...”
Old Friends/ Simon and Garfunkel
Old friends, old friends
Sat on their park bench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes
Of the high shoes of the old friends
Old friends, winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
Can you imagine us years from today
Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange to be seventy
Old friends, memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fears
OK, I'll play along ... can't believe this 1 hasn't been named yet. From 1973, Pink Floyd's "Dark Side of the Moon" album, "Time" ...
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death ...
For every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, a time to reap that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.