2009
There’s a room out there somewhere with a woman in a chair
With memories of childhood still lingering there
How pretty the paper, the lights and the snow
How precious those memories of long long ago
We held hands and stared at the lights on the tree
As if Christmas was invented for you and for me
When the angel on the treetop requested a song
We sang, “Silent night all day long”
–John Prine, Silent Night All Day Long
Started the ADT (Androgen Deprivation Therapy) part of my treatment last Monday and it has gone pretty well thus far. However, I have had a creeping feeling of fatigue starting to show up in recent days, especially in the afternoon. It hit hard yesterday afternoon and this morning it was still with me, along with a sharp headache, which has eased a bit since I came into the studio, thankfully.
I can’t say definitively that any of this is related to the meds. I could just be tired this morning. Wouldn’t be the first time. But whatever the case, this is a going to be a quickie this morning, with a repeat of a favorite holiday song from John Prine that I shared a few years back. I really like the verses from the song at the top. They seem to capture Christmas from a kid’s perspective so well– as if Christmas was invented for you and for me. That’s probably why memories of Christmas past seem so vivid for many of us.
This is Silent Night All Day Long from John Prine.
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