Sunday, August 24, 2014

Boyhood

Following are my favorite lines from "Time" song by Pink Flyod.

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say


Not that I am melancholic or something, but I like this song not only for its music but due to its lyrics. When you think over these lines, "The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say", I know more important than the realization, is "what you are doing about it", but still.

The reason I remember it is this review of the movie "Boyhood". This one is stark different from the "lovely" and "wonderful" genre of reviews I am used to reading and watching. Have a look.

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