Music, you are everything - every little thing. I'm alive, I'm still here because time after time through the years you make me feel brand new.
The two of us - laughing, crying - walking on sunshine, walking in the rain. It might as well be spring, everyday. Summer wind, autumn leaves, winterwood - you and I- yesterday, today, tomorrow.
Maybe, if time is on my side, I will survive one hundred years. The last song in my life? I love you, I want you, I remember you.
*A year ago today my sister responded to the spirit of my original post (above), writing me an e-mail using song titles without a single filler word. Would love it if someone else gave it a try, online or off.*