Tables Turn, And Matches Burn

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Commentary: Tables Turn, and Matches Burn

If you’re going to listen to my music, be prepared for fits of melancholy.

This is not the kind of song a young man would write – because it takes some time to have this kind of experience:

When you’re young, you will have friends and acquaintances who seem to have ever so many of the things you wish you could have: Perhaps talent, beauty, a desirable lover, lovely children, a fine career or the respect of peers. You pity yourself.

But the world turns, and in the fullness of time…

…you find that those same friends have lost much of what you envied. You may even come to pity them. They may even come to envy you. Ironic, isn’t it? Perhap, even heady. But don’t stand too tall with pride… The world will turn yet again, and once more we find ourselves the object of our own pity, and envious of what others have.

So, if you should envy me now – don’t. Just “watch me, as the years…

Turn, turn, turn…”

- Alan Kim Cochran