This one came out a little rough, but I felt it wasn't too much of a distraction. If I didn't rush my way through it, to some extent, there would have been no way to complete a take. The first two times I broke down in tears. The section talking about how some of the narrator's friends are dead seems poignant.
As I have written about before, one of my friends is dying of cancer. He has pushed away from me, I think partially because chemotherapy has a way of affecting cognitive function. I wanted to make sure that he has chosen an adequate caretaker to assist him in his last days. He didn't want to talk about it and we haven't spoken since.
There are places I'll remember
All my life, though some have changed
Some forever, not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life, I've loved them all
But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life, I love you more
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life, I love you more
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