In College, a guitar player was kicked out of school for grades and had to head back to R.I. Him and I always interpreted Cream songs. He sang this to me on his way out.
My first year away was the best. It was 89 and the peak of the neo Hippie movement. I had a bunch of new friends who all loved Cream. As each year passed, we lost more and more friends. The more, I related to this song and found a special interpretation:
One can take these lyrics at face value, but they are opt for interpretation. I feel the singer is lamenting why his special group of friends, including a love, could not remain together and separated. I also feel the singer identifies these people with a setting-- Perhaps those streets? "There's no retreat from time that's died." I relate this song to my old school town of Winona MN, where once upon a time there were nineteen year olds becoming hippies near the turn of the decade into the nineties. The times ended, the people moved away and the settings will forever be ingrained in us. To this day, I wonder why we couldn't keep a good thing going, miss girls I used to like and relationships we all had..... And I miss the landmarks. I played this song on my last trip back to Chicago. I hear it today and think of college. I can empathize with Jack Bruce's singing and certainly identify with the sounds of the song supporting my thesis.....Yearning for the good old days- lost love, lost confidence, lost friends, and lost settings, being streets, party houses or forest sites. This is a great song. Sorry I was wordy, but I love this website and all of your comments. John.
In College, a guitar player was kicked out of school for grades and had to head back to R.I. Him and I always interpreted Cream songs. He sang this to me on his way out.
My first year away was the best. It was 89 and the peak of the neo Hippie movement. I had a bunch of new friends who all loved Cream. As each year passed, we lost more and more friends. The more, I related to this song and found a special interpretation:
One can take these lyrics at face value, but they are opt for interpretation. I feel the singer is lamenting why his special group of friends, including a love, could not remain together and separated. I also feel the singer identifies these people with a setting-- Perhaps those streets? "There's no retreat from time that's died." I relate this song to my old school town of Winona MN, where once upon a time there were nineteen year olds becoming hippies near the turn of the decade into the nineties. The times ended, the people moved away and the settings will forever be ingrained in us. To this day, I wonder why we couldn't keep a good thing going, miss girls I used to like and relationships we all had..... And I miss the landmarks. I played this song on my last trip back to Chicago. I hear it today and think of college. I can empathize with Jack Bruce's singing and certainly identify with the sounds of the song supporting my thesis.....Yearning for the good old days- lost love, lost confidence, lost friends, and lost settings, being streets, party houses or forest sites. This is a great song. Sorry I was wordy, but I love this website and all of your comments. John.