Because Today My Years Are Weighing Heavily Upon Me

     I hit the big Seven-Oh recently, and it’s had me…remembering:

Stood there boldly
Sweatin’ in the sun
Felt like a million
Felt like number one
The height of summer
I’d never felt that strong
Like a rock

I was 18
Didn’t have a care
Working for peanuts
Not a dime to spare
But I was lean and
Solid everywhere
Like a rock

My hands were steady
My eyes were clear and bright
My walk had purpose
My steps were quick and light
And I held firmly
To what I felt was right
Like a rock

Like a rock, I was strong as I could be
Like a rock, nothin’ ever got to me
Like a rock, I was something to see
Like a rock

And I stood arrow straight
Unencumbered by the weight
Of all these hustlers and their schemes
I stood proud, I stood tall
High above it all
I still believed in my dreams

20 years now
Where’d they go?
20 years
I don’t know
I sit and I wonder sometimes
Where they’ve gone

And sometimes late at night
Oh, when I’m bathed in the firelight
The moon comes callin’ a ghostly white
And I recall
I recall

Like a rock, standin’ arrow straight
Like a rock, chargin’ from the gate
Like a rock, carryin’ the weight
Like a rock

Oh, like a rock, the sun upon my skin
Like a rock, hard against the wind
Like a rock, I see myself again
Like a rock
Oh, like a rock
Oh, oh

[From the finest songwriter of his era, the great Bob Seger.]

1 comment

  1. So many of Bobs songs ring true in my soul; like crystal bell, bright and clear.

    The weight of these times feels heavy to us because we have NEVER in our lives had the “taken for granted” Freedom that Ms Claire Wolfe mentions, so painfully ‘not there’.  Nor was our world so perverted and tattered as it is now.

    You have me in years,(I’m 54) but I recall those times quite clearly still.  And yearn, oh so painfully do I yearn for when “all this” (waves hands about wildly) wasnt so F!U!

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