The news today said the Starman has flown. Finally he’s reached his far away home.
A song on the radio reduces me to tears. It holds memories of a childhood I still hold dear.
The music takes me back to a time long ago. Instantly I’m there again, but then, also no.
I sit back and reminisce on how time has flown. Family, friends, and lovers have gone. My heroes are dying and I’m growing old. I turn up the volume and close my eyes.
As long as we have music no one really dies. Live today your very best life.