This song was used a few years ago by Turner Classic Movies for their necrology of the year's movie-industry-related deaths. It played under a sad video of a rainstorm on the beach, turning to sunshine at last. It was remarkable.
Some of the lyrics are painfully sharp:
“Lovers laugh and cross this way / Weaving out into the street / Seems we never were so young / Or it was never quite so sweet / But the world is always beautiful / When it's seen in full retreat . . .”
A song of regret, and loss, and pain.
Enjoy.
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