The Songs About Getting Older

Cat's In The Cradle - Harry Chapin

Old Man - Neil Young

Old Folk's Boogie - Little Feat

Reminicsing ~ Little River Band

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Heart of Gold by Neil Young.....and I'm gettin' old.....Keep me seaching for a Heart of Gold....

My Grandfathers Clock, author?

Always a favorite song we sang with our children.

....so it stood ninety years on the floor.

It was taller by half than the old man itself,

thought it weighed not a penny weight more.

It was bought on the morn of the day that he was born,

it was always his treasure and pride...

But it stopped, short never to go again
When the old man died

Ninety years without slumbering
tik,tlk,tik,tok
His life seconds numbering
tik,tok,tik,tok
It stopped, short never to go again
When the old man died

My grandfather said that of those he could hire
Not a servant so faithful he found
For it wasted no time and had but one desire
At the close of each week to be wound

And it kept in its place, not a frown upon its face
And its hands never hung by its side
But it stopped short, never to go again
When the old man died

It rang and alarmed in the dead of the night
An alarm that for years had been dumb
And we knew that his spirit was pluming for flight
That his hour for departure had come

Still the clock kept the time with a soft and muffled chime
As we silently stood by his side
But it stopped short, never to go again
When the old man died

Ninety years without slumbering
His life seconds numbering
It stopped short, never to go again
When the old man died

 

When Reflections Of My Life by Marmalade came out, I was too young to have a life of my own to reflect back on. When my grandma died, I reflected back on her life. When my mom died, ditto. The death & reflection was sort of a deja vu all over again. After my mom's funeral, I wrote this poem:

                     Thoughtful Spirits

When the sky is clear, and the stars are bright,
And the moon is full, in the dead of night,
Take a good freind, for an inspiring walk,
To an old graveyard, where spirits talk.
Dressed in reverence, so they tolerate you there,
You might hear the whispers, that permeate the air.
Some of history. Some of dreams. Some of fantasies.
And some of their intended legacies.

Families & Freinds, thru the continuum of time,
Imagine life, as past, present, & future align.
Where did we come from, and where will we go?
And how important, are the things we don't know?
In our struggle 'n' strife, to be the best,
How important, are all the rest?
Other people's lives, influence our being.
Is death "moving on", or merely fleeing?

If they could do it, all over again and live,
What kind of advice, would they begin to give?
What is important? And what doesn't matter?
Don't ashes-to-ashes, & dust-to-dust just scatter?
Will heavenly riches, be available on Earth?
Will earthly riches, matter after a "second birth"?

What DO we take with us, after we die?
A spirit won't need, a pie-in-the-sky.
And a spirit doesn't need, a pie-on-Earth,
Unless its body, can use its worth.
So what has been tried, and what is true?
And what is important, on this Earth so blue?

Can we take anything with us, as we pass thru?
Or must we start over, totally anew?
But whether good or bad, all the vibes we've felt,
All we can do, is play the cards we're dealt.
And all the gravestones, standing like cards in the ground,
Are played no more, but still make a silent sound.

Invisible ghosts, can be seen in your head,
As you try to make sense, of the living dead.
But it's easier to make sense, of the dead giving,
Than to make sense, of the dying living.
So take a good friend, for an inspiring walk,
To an old graveyard, where spirits talk.
Dressed in reverence, so they tolerate you there,
You might hear the whispers, that permeate air.

 Que Sera, Sera sung by Doris Day

Tom Waits; Martha

Theme song to the sitcom series The Big Bang.

My song about getting older is "Something has Changed Me" found on www.cdbaby.com.  Great song about growing up too fast, but none the less is happy about it now.