Aug 16, 2008, 06:13 PM
While I don't consider myself "old" yet, I can fully understand the message Charles Aznavour was trying to pass on when he wrote this song. Due to my own self destructive behavior, I managed to waste away the past 20 years of my life. It's only been recently that I began to pick up the pieces and start living. It has been rough. And now I am closing a chapter of my life and opening a new one. So I'm at a kind of crossroads and I'm doing a bit of reflecting. This song is perfect for how I'm feeling tonight. I'm going to work hard to make the second half of my life better than the first. I don't want to still be able to relate to this song when I truly am "old."
I've always loved this song and I consider it a classic. I hope you'll enjoy it and find some meaning it as well.
"Yesterday When I Was Young" by Roy Clark
Lyrics
"It seems the love I've known,
has always been the most destructive kind.
I guess that's why now,
I feel so old before my time."
Yesterday, when I was young,
The taste of life was sweet, as rain upon my tongue,
I teased at life, as if it were a foolish game,
The way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned,
I always built, alas, on weak and shifting sand,
I lived by night, and shunned the naked light of day,
And only now, I see, how the years ran away
Yesterday, when I was young,
So many happy songs were waiting to be sung,
So many wild pleasures lay in store for me,
And so much pain, my dazzled eyes refused to see
I ran so fast that time, and youth at last ran out,
I never stopped to think, what life, was all about,
And every conversation, I can now recall,
Concerned itself with me, and nothing else at all
Yesterday, the moon was blue,
And every crazy day, brought something new to do,
I used my magic age, as if it were a wand,
And never saw the worst, and the emptiness beyond
The game of love I played, with arrogance and pride,
And every flame I lit, too quickly, quickly died,
The friends I made, all seemed somehow to drift away,
And only I am left, on stage to end the play
There are so many songs in me, that won't be sung,
I feel the bitter taste, of tears upon my tongue,
The time has come for me to pay,
For yesterday, when I was young
I've always loved this song and I consider it a classic. I hope you'll enjoy it and find some meaning it as well.
"Yesterday When I Was Young" by Roy Clark
Lyrics
"It seems the love I've known,
has always been the most destructive kind.
I guess that's why now,
I feel so old before my time."
Yesterday, when I was young,
The taste of life was sweet, as rain upon my tongue,
I teased at life, as if it were a foolish game,
The way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned,
I always built, alas, on weak and shifting sand,
I lived by night, and shunned the naked light of day,
And only now, I see, how the years ran away
Yesterday, when I was young,
So many happy songs were waiting to be sung,
So many wild pleasures lay in store for me,
And so much pain, my dazzled eyes refused to see
I ran so fast that time, and youth at last ran out,
I never stopped to think, what life, was all about,
And every conversation, I can now recall,
Concerned itself with me, and nothing else at all
Yesterday, the moon was blue,
And every crazy day, brought something new to do,
I used my magic age, as if it were a wand,
And never saw the worst, and the emptiness beyond
The game of love I played, with arrogance and pride,
And every flame I lit, too quickly, quickly died,
The friends I made, all seemed somehow to drift away,
And only I am left, on stage to end the play
There are so many songs in me, that won't be sung,
I feel the bitter taste, of tears upon my tongue,
The time has come for me to pay,
For yesterday, when I was young