Sunday, August 15, 2010

Ain't Too Old, Ain't Too Late

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  1. Perhpas sharing the song lyrics I used in this slideshow will give more meaning about life and death. As long as there is life, nothing is ultimately hopeless or too late.

    Music Of Our Lives
    Written by Van Morrison

    We were born before the wind,
    Also younger than the sun,
    Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic.

    Hark, now hear the sailors cry,
    Smell the sea and feel the sky,
    Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic.

    And when that fog horn blows,
    I will be coming home,
    And when that fog horn blows,
    I wanna hear it,
    I don't have to fear it.

    And I want to rock your gypsy soul,
    Just like way back in the days of old,
    Then magnificently we will float into the mystic.

    And when that fog horn blows,
    you know I will be coming home,
    And when that fog horn whistle blows,
    I wanna hear it,
    I don't have to fear it.

    And I want to rock your gypsy soul,
    Just like way back in the days of old,
    And together we will float into the mystic.

    It’s too late to stop now,
    Into this mystic.

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  2. Erratum: The original title of the song is "Into the Mystic".

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