Friday, 11 March 2016

a million years ago


Sometimes you hear a song and it expresses exactly how you are feeling at a specific moment. I fell in love with Adele's "A Million Years Ago" instantly. My life has been strange of late, and my thoughts are taking a turn for the nostalgic, which is not my typical thought process. Recording this was therapeutic for me. There is a snowman in my yard that gives a nice visual on my emotional state.

(click title to listen to my cover)

I only wanted to have fun
Learning to fly, learning to run
I let my heart decide the way
When I was young
Deep down I must have always known
That this would be inevitable
To earn my stripes I'd have to pay
And bear my soul


I know I'm not the only one
Who regrets the things they've done
Sometimes I just feel it's only me
Who can't stand the reflection that they see
I wish I could live a little more
Look up to the sky, not just the floor
I feel like my life is flashing by
And all I can do is watch and cry
I miss the air, I miss my friends
I miss my mother, I miss it when
Life was a party to be thrown
But that was a million years ago


When I walk around all of the streets
Where I grew up and found my feet
They can't look me in the eye
It's like they're scared of me
I try to think of things to say
Like a joke or a memory
But they don't recognize me now
In the light of day


I know I'm not the only one
Who regrets the things they've done
Sometimes I just feel it's only me
Who never became who they thought they'd be
I wish I could live a little more
Look up to the sky, not just the floor
I feel like my life is flashing by
And all I can do is watch and cry
I miss the air, I miss my friends
I miss my mother, I miss it when
Life was a party to be thrown
But that was a million years ago

As always, I am grateful for life and experience and challenges. There are so many people in this world that I love, and so many opportunities for growth. Thank you Adele, for writing this song. Thank you Maya Angelou, for expressing how I feel so succinctly (as always),

My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return. 

Thinking of Grandma tonight.

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