exit ramps and larger voices calling

©2011 gary garbett.com

I sang along with Crosby, Stills, and Nash on Southern Cross this morning while driving by the overpass. I’ve probably heard this song a million times. It’s one of those tunes that I always find myself singing along with. But for some reason, this morning was different. For the first time during those million and one listens, I actually heard the words and felt the emotion of the lyrics that I’d harmonized with for so many years.

….and music is her name.

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