Same Old Tunes

D David Harris David Harris
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I sat at my piano tinkering with the keys and the same old tunes came back to me. Melodies I had written long ago that seem to haunt my soul. It was the rhythm of my life as the scales moved up and down. After years of writing ever-haunting melodies like my life, they drifted away from me. The comparisons were striking with the events of life’s ups and downs and for a few minutes, I found myself trying to capture what once had been. There were no lyrics in my head to fit to a happy tune. Only the black and white keys that lay beneath my fingertips, playing out the same old tunes I had written in life and song all those distant years ago. 13 November 2009

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