Some, go back to childhood. Back around when I saw the very first Star Wars film and it was amazing and magical. It was summer and I remember my parents drinking beer and chatting with friends whilst the song played on the radio. I was sitting in the back of silver pick up with my dog at the time.
More recently, I recall coming back from getting things for the first home cooked meal at the House of Owls and Bats. I was still in shock and awe that we had pulled off not only moving to the mountains, but to the very township we wanted to reach. I kept thinking I would wake from a dream and find myself back in the city, still fettered to a past life.
This song came on the radio, and she began to sing along flawlessly. I've always enjoyed hearing her sing. She told me she liked the harmonies, whilst I told her of remembering the tune from childhood.
It reminds me of both now; childhood and those first days living in the mountains with her. I suppose it fits, after all, her big doe eyes, which shine like abalone shells, are blue. One of those small ironies that gets me to smile.
Funny old fucking world...