How old are you, again?

How old are you when you close your eyes
and take a deep breath in?
When you listen to the music
as it gets under your skin?

New York City on a crisp and cool September night,
I can’t see the stage from here but I can see the light.
It smells just the same as it has for over 30 (!) years.
Sweat, cologne, skunk weed, and so many spilled beers.

How old are you when you close your eyes
and take a deep breath in?
When you raise your arms up in the air
and your body starts to spin?

The old familiar music is like a time machine
propelling me from 45, to 33, to 19.
Like 8 tracks, vinyl, cassettes, cd’s, our packaging has changed
but underneath the wrapping the songs remain the same.

How old are you when you close your eyes
and take a deep breath in?
When you feel the rhythm in your veins?
When you let the music in? 

How old are you when you close your eyes,
when you let the music in,
and your body starts to spin?
It gets underneath your skin,

How old are you again?

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