As a nod to Neil Young, on this, his 68th birthday, I share a favorite of mine. The nature of the song gains all the more depth when one knows it was written after Young was diagnosed with a brain aneurysm back in 2005, a situation that would shift anyones perspective on mortality within an instant, for such an immediate magnification of lifes impermanence would likely render it no different than another dream in ones own memory... ▶ Neil Young —Its A Dream (Live at the Ryman Auditorium), 2005 In the morning when I wake up and listen to the sound Of the birds outside on the roof I try to ignore what the paper says And I try not to read all the news And Ill hold you if you had a bad dream And I hope it never comes true Cause you and I been through so many things together And the sun starts climbing the roof Its a dream, only a dream And its fading now, fading away Its only a dream Just a memory without anywhere to stay The Red River still flows through my home town Rollin and tumblin on its way Swirling around the old bridge pilings Where a boy fishes the morning away A bicycle leans on an oak tree While the cars rumble over his head An airplane leaves a trail in an empty blue sky And the young birds call out to be fed Its a dream, only a dream And its fading now, fading away Only a dream Just a memory without anywhere to stay An old man walks along on the sidewalk Sunglasses and an old Stetson hat The four winds blow the back of his overcoat away As he stops with the policeman to chat And a train rolls out of the station That was really somethin in its day Picking up speed on the straight prairie rails As it carries the passengers away Its gone, its only a dream And its fading now, fading away Only a dream Just a memory without anywhere to stay Its a dream, only a dream And its fading now, fading away Its only a dream Just a memory without anywhere to stay Its a dream, only a dream And its fading now, fading away...
Posted on: Wed, 13 Nov 2013 00:18:30 +0000
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