Billy Joel’s an inspiration to me. Maybe it’s an overplayed fact, maybe it’s oversold, but it’s still the truth. Thank you, Billy Joel, for your voice. Thank you, for your stories.

Now, this one here is a story in a song, about kindness, adventure, and the willingness to try. Take care, stay warm, and make some friends out there! Happy holidays, dear reader.

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It may be clever how anxiety moves
It’s always holding on too tightly, forgive me

But if you’re up too early, beating the sun
You’ll meet a man in the corduroy pants

He greets you kindly with a wave of his hand
Caressing the air as he gives it

Maybe he meant to send you on your way
Or is he waiting for smile you can’t

Ice your veins
You were up too high
Make your plans
He’s waiting for you
Just say hi
He’s a winter away
And you don’t have to be eager to groove

I think I know what’s hanging on your mind
And if you keep it too close, then you’ll lose it

Just let it flutter, watch it coming on back
Like the electrical current of youth

Would you believe in magic ‘tween your eyes
If you could cast me a spell, you’d retrieve me

We’ll knock the country boy from chasing a goose
Just for a story to tell down the line

Don’t maintain
You were up too high
Take a chance
He’s waiting for you
Drop your lie
He’s a winter away
And you don’t have to be eager to groove

It kills me how the old town goes
Summer sets early on the dirt-tread road
But if you’ll take me on my word this time
It’s just a story to tell down the line