Reminiscing

Reminiscing: Indulge in enjoyable recollection of past events.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately. I try not to – the hamsters can’t power the wheel in my head for too extended a period of time these days – but as I grow older, I find myself thinking about the past, the present and the future more than I used to.

I wonder what lies ahead. I try to be present in my everyday life. And I look back on the last decade or so, at the curving path – at times doubling back on itself – that’s delivered me to this point.

In that decade, there’s been regrets. Not many – I know every decision I’ve made has led me to today – but a few “what if” moments. When I think about those, I usually ask Howie Day to accompany me…

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Well, I don’t ask him. That’d be a little bit weird. But I put on “Ghost”, from his 2000 album “Australia”, and I play it loud, and on repeat.

There’s a core set of songs – 20 or so – which have followed me through the last decade or so. I haven’t put many of them on here – in time, maybe I will – as they are truly part of me. They are not the most complex songs in the world – often quite the opposite. But at some stage, something happened to me, and these songs were there; they slipped under my skin, but with their points still there; when I hear one, I genuinely slip away from the world around me – the people, the places – and drift back to the moments these songs slipped inside.

“Ghost” is one of those songs. A strummed guitar, a little slide guitar, a repetitive drum track, a husky male vocal that on occasion rises a little higher, and a song of regretting and craving; of wanting and not wanting.

If you’ll excuse me, I’ll slip away for a little while.

Lately I’ve been thinking
Lately I’ve been dreaming with you
I’m so resistant to this type of thinking
Oh, now it’s shining through
I was alone for the last time
Before my night’s vacation with you
Alive from the first
Now I’m denied by the ghost of you

Oh, you take yourself a photograph and laugh at me
Please

I know there’s little use in crying
It’s more wide awake and dying than I’m used to
I thought we’d walk these streets together
Now I’m hoping that I’ll never have to meet you
Step aside from all this anger
And somewhere in between I can feel you
Ask me should we try again
I’m thinking no
Y’know, it’s not what I believe in
It’s not what I believe in

You take yourself a photograph and laugh at me
Please
You make yourself a photograph and laugh at me
Please

No I, wanna taste you, love
No I…no I
No I, just wanna taste you, love

Standing in your shoes
I turn and now
You’re standing bare in my doorway
I only wish that I had been prepared
I’m gonna have to go along with your way
Just take the plastic camera out
It’s the pants you borrowed in the driveway
Alive from the first
Now I’m denied by the ghost of you

Make yourself a photograph and laugh at me
Please
You make yourself a photograph and laugh at me
Please

No I, wanna taste of love
No I…

I was alive from the first
Now I’m denied by the ghost of you

Howie Day – Ghost

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