As a fan of a wide variety of popular (and not-so-popular) music from the 1950s (and sometimes even earlier) up through the present, one of my bucket list projects for years has been to put together a list of my 100 favorite songs of all time. At some point I decided that, once I got around to figuring that out, I could put it out on a blog, for the infinitesimally small proportion of the Internet world that might be interested. So, here we are. While the Top 100 will be a major focus, I also plan to post on a variety of other musical (and occasionally non-musical) topics, in which you may or may not be interested. (If a particular posting doesn’t ring your bell, you’re only a few clicks away from a dancing cat video on YouTube.)

Wednesday, September 23, 2020

Lyric Of The Day #21 (September 23, 2020)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UaauFMbk10c

 

Listening to my iPod while out for my walk Tuesday morning, I was struck by the following pair of lines:

 

The disappointment of success

Hangs from your shoulders like a hand-me down dress

 

And, shortly thereafter, by the second iteration of the chorus:

 

So look into the mirror do you recognise someone

Is it who you always hoped you would become

When you were young

 

When I got back home, I wound up deciding, for the first time, that the complete lyrics deserved to be enshrined in my blog. (Thanks to LyricFind.) Interesting note – this tune only ranked #14 when I put together my list of favorite songs from one of the most underrated rock bands of all time.

 

Look at the fool you have been

They drained the pool while you drowned in the dream

They bought your beauty and your soul

Then softly sold you back what they stole

 

So look into the mirror do you recognise someone

Is it who you always hoped you would become

When you were young

 

The disappointment of success

Hangs from your shoulders like a hand-me down dress

And down nostalgia's rocky road

You watch your former lovers growing old

 

So look into the mirror do you recognise someone

Is it who you always hoped you would become

When you were young

 

Sometimes your lack of sympathy gets hard to explain

So on your mask of make up just paint

A little parody of pain

 

So I look into the mirror and I recognise someone

It is who you always hoped you would become

When you were young

 

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