I was 14 when I saw Sir EC and Winwood play this in Philadelphia... Thought it was about a crazy good time ... turns out I think might have more to do with love...20 years later after and blindly faithfully following the false promises of the love of my life to the ends of the Earth...Only to find that when I got there ...nothing had changed... Only time had passed and I had wasted the best of myself chasing a mirage of hope and finding nothing but a mirrors reflection of weathered beauty of what once was but had been wasted on on unreciprocated dedication, feeling lost, without a clue how I got here, who I used to be, or how to find my way home to the true happiness and solace of familiarity I left behind... Uncertain if I even have the years left to turn back and start over... but as long as I have good music ... I'll find my way