The ultimate love language is music

Tim's Playlist #5 Richard Thompson

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As I compile these little columns about the music Tim left behind, I realize I’m sharing sweet, soft songs that he would send me when we were apart. Make no mistake, though, because he loved his guitar shredding. As do I. And I will get to those eventually. But for now, let me give you this. Written by Richard Thompson, sung by Bonnie Raitt. The poetry of this music left me speechless.

This old house is falling down around my ears 
I'm drowning in the river of my tears 
When all my will is gone you hold me sway 
I need you at the dimming of the day 

You pulled me like the moon pulls on the tide 
You know just where I keep my better side 
What days have come to keep us far apart 
A broken promise or a broken heart 

Now all the bonny birds have wheeled away 
I need you at the dimming of the day 
Come the night youre only what I want 
Come the night you could be my confidant 

I see you on the street in company 
Why don't you come and ease your mind with me 
I'm living for the night we steal away 
I need you at the dimming of the day 
I need you at the dimming of the day

I’m not crying. YOU’RE crying. 😭

Richard Thompson, now 75 years old, was new to me. A British singer/songwriter, he’s really quite the poet. The song made below made Time magazine's "All-TIME 100 Songs" list of the best English-language musical compositions released between 1923 and 2011.

What a gorgeous ballad. And some fine guitar playing. ❤️

Yesterday would have been Tim’s 63rd birthday. Sharing his music is a perfect way to remember him… as well as my reminder:

GET A COLONOSCOPY!

Being the sensitive, kind, intuitive man he was, Tim always made sure I knew he was thinking about me. It doesn’t have to cost a thing to be thoughtful.

I think that’s the greatest gift of all.