Guess it's just another dayThere are some days when you can do nothing but watch your life pass by, slipping though your fingers like sand. So many things you couldn't control, so many chances you missed, so many things you couldn't hold on to, so many good things that ended too soon.... And yet, there are no regrets, just a sad acceptance of the truth. There is beauty in that loss too, there is pleasure in that aching of the heart too. It is as beautiful and comforting as the warm, shiny sand slipping through your fingers.
That's slipping away
Each time that I draw my breath
It's slipping away
Just as you have touched my heart
I awake and we're apart
Slipping away...
The Rolling Stones
Nobody says that as well as the Rolling Stones. Nobody sings it as well as Keith Richards with wisdom in his voice and sadness in his smile.
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" There is beauty in that loss too, there is pleasure in that aching of the heart too." There are many who cannot understand this, them dumbly cheerful lot. Music never sounds as good as when heard wrapped up in sadness.
Kindred spirit, hear this
All you who sleep tonight
Far from the ones you love,
No hand to left or right
And emptiness above -
Know that you aren't alone
The whole world shares your tears,
Some for two nights or one,
And some for all their years.
Thanks.
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