How meaning deepens with age...

....or perhaps how meaning deepens with experience rather than age.

At the prompting of my brother I've been listening to some Beautiful South songs. The last time I listened to them (in my early 20s) I loved them and sang along, but they didn't have the depth of meaning to me then, they didn't create the same depth of emotion within me then, as they do now. It's true, the depth of life carved into you, creates a deeper well of sorrow, joy and perhaps all other emotions too that you can draw from and use to relate to others. Two songs especially struck at the chords of my heart sharply and sweetly.

Prettiest eyes
I'll sail this ship alone

Thought I'd share. :-)