the music...

the music- enforced deja vu... the past fills the room and I'm every moment that was, again... all over... yesterday's receipts are new and for a time, for a song... "was"...is now!!

Oh Kenny Rankin, I miss you... you were the Pied Piper of my past...and my soul followed you gladly,  madly...you will always always have strings on me!

"Stoned in love with you..."

"More then you know..."

"When Sunny get blue..."

" Haven't we met...?"

"The very thought of you..."

" It's not how long..."