As turning the pages of memory, randomly and lento. All that I know, is seen not as it was actually, but with age and experience (...dusted?). How can I forget? Do I need to? ~Kudamm distant bells ringing not for me, not for us, not for who…

As turning the pages of memory, randomly and lento. All that I know, is seen not as it was actually, but with age and experience (...dusted?). How can I forget? Do I need to? ~Kudamm distant bells ringing not for me, not for us, not for who…

As turning the pages of memory, randomly and lento. All that I know, is seen not as it was actually, but with age and experience (...dusted?). How can I forget? Do I need to? ~Kudamm distant bells ringing not for me, not for us, not for who…

Sometimes it comes down to the simple pleasures of life. Written by Greg Connor Lyrics: Hop into my Lincoln Continental Head on down to the greasy spoon Table or booth is inconsequential Long as I can find some room Waitress coming with a…

No excuse here.... I just love the Good Wife's voice on this one. From my point of view I tried to get a 50's/60's feel to the song.....

If i never get a cold again it wont be to soon!