With the recent spate of deaths; Bowie, Rickman, Margulies, Frey, and now I've just heard of Bowie's drummer Griffin, founding member of Mott the Hoople,  passed away on Monday, I find myself getting melancholy. I know that as we get older, time moves faster and statistically more deaths occur. Also, as I become more and more present and conscious, I am more aware of mortality.

Sandy Denny, talented British composer and folksinger, wrote a beautiful song that I find soothing:

Who Knows Where the Time Goes?

Across the evening sky all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time

For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?

Sad deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time

For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?

There are many great versions, from Nina Simone to Judy Collins, but I love her version with Fairport convention: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5sNPorNyME0

If you need soothing it could help.

What soothes you when life gets blue?