If I could save time in a bottle,
the first thing that Id like to do,
is to save everyday, till eternity passes away
just to spend them with you,
if i could make days last forever, if words could make wishes come true,
i d save every day like a treasure, and then again spend them with you...
If I had a box just for wishes, and dreams that had never come true,
the box would be empty except for the memories of how they were answered by you...
If I could make teardrops turn to dew,
i would empty my heart and pour it for you,
to walk on and leave footprints new,
for me to find those memories of you.
If I had eternity sway by my side,
love that would never have cried,
and youth being always true,
I would give it all away
just to have one last look at you...
The song "Time in a bottle" is song written and sung by the late Jim Croce just before he died in a plane crash. Listening to the song is absorbing, to say the least. It kind of sucks you in.Powerful lyrics and lilting melody.One my all time favorites. As a tribute, in my my own small and humble way...I penned a few lines in the last two verses.
I have no false notion of my poetic ability,or the lack of it, so it doesn't warrant a comment.But I feel a sense of gratitude for such compositions. I don't know how else to explain the intensity behind it.I think I am privileged to be able to appreciate these compositions,creations and know that magic can actually be written ! i often wonder if it is possible to write something so passionate without actually experiencing any or part of it. Is it just a mix of good words,creative writing or are they penning their pain in their prose? How difficult could that be? The answer to that is try writing something about some experience for which you have no benchmark or no reference point.
In other words, a truly original post.I think most of us are adept at "bettering" what is dished out.Improvising,refurbishing or for that matter restructuring content. Thus it makes me appreciate these artists much more when I think of their past and their thought process, their pain and their expressions.How one man's words can become someone's emotion, and someone s emotion can just become someone's words....