WHEN I WAS A YOUNG BOY!!!

When it comes to lyrics...

I was searching YouTube vids a while back and came across this one, which was always one of my favs when he recorded it many years ago. And now, listening closely to the actual lyrics shows how prophetic it was even back then to what is currently happening. It was written for Elvis in 1969 by Mac Davis. So turn up your sound and find out that nothing has changed from when the song was written.

Yep. Prophetic. “Nothing has changed”, absolute truth.

Here some lyrics from long ago that agree with eelgrass.
"Meaningless! Meaningless!" says the Teacher. "Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless."

What does man gain from all his labor at which he toils under the sun?
Generations come and generations go, but the earth remains forever.
The sun rises and the sun sets, and hurries back to where it rises.

The wind blows to the south and turns to the north; round and round it goes, ever returning on its course.

All streams flow into the sea, yet the sea is never full. To the place the streams come from, there they return again.
All things are wearisome, more than one can say. The eye never has enough of seeing, nor the ear its fill of hearing.

What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.
Is there anything of which one can say, "Look! This is something new"? It was here already, long ago; it was here before our time.
There is no remembrance of men of old, and even those who are yet to come will not be remembered by those who follow.

I devoted myself to study and to explore by wisdom all that is done under heaven. What a heavy burden God has laid on men!

I have seen all the things that are done under the sun; all of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind.
What is twisted cannot be straightened; what is lacking cannot be counted.

Then I applied myself to the understanding of wisdom, and also of madness and folly, but I learned that this, too, is a chasing after the wind.

For with much wisdom comes much sorrow; the more knowledge, the more grief.“

That’s up lifting, or not.
 
When I was a young boy...sonic booms were a common occurrence...rattled the entire house.
We were going through the Cold War then and every time a sonic boom hit, my mom would swear it was a Russian nuke going off in the distance. My dad would laugh.
 

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