Vieil homme !

Je ne sais pourquoi, cette chanson surgit en moi sournoisement après une quarantaine.

Old man look at my life
I'm a lot like you were
Old man look at my life
I'm a lot like you were

Old man look at my life
Twenty four and there's so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two

Love lost, such a cost
Give me things that don't get lost
Like a coin that won't get tossed
Rolling home to you

Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
The whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
And you can tell that's true

Lullabies, look in your eyes
Run around the same old town
Doesn't mean that much to me
To mean that much to you

I've been first and last
Look at how the time goes past
But I'm all alone at last
Rolling home to you

Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
The whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
And you can tell that's true

Old man look at my life
I'm a lot like you were
Old man look at my life
I'm a lot like you were

Read more: Neil Young - Old Man Lyrics | MetroLyrics 

En premier, ce matin, tout endimanché, je me suis déplacé assister à la dominicale en l'église de mes ancêtres paternels et maternels.  Après avoir entendu Ben Sirac le Sage et le Verbe, parmi toute ma communauté, j'ai eu un ptit déj calme et tranquille.  

Ensuite, allez donc savoir pourquoi, cette chanson surgit en moi sournoisement.  Si vous l'entendez, ce Neil Young, il est porteur d'un message d'époque, de mes vingt ans.  Désinvolte et invincible en dehors mais d'une fragilité insoupçonnée.  Voilà, c'était hippie...