Shannon’s Perspective:

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Larry's Pick: Ghost of a Chance

Let me get this out of the way right now: I. Love. Rush. There is no more intellectual band in the history of music. And I should know, because I listen to a shit-ton of music. 

I have never had to play, ponder, research, replay, re-ponder and consider lyrics more than any other band thanks to Rush's Neil Peart. And then I get the joy of listening to three of the greatest musicians do their thing! 

In other words - expect a lot of Rush songs over the course of the next year.

On September 3rd, 1991, Rush released their 14th studio album titled Roll the Bones. A little over a year later, in November 1992, I was dating a girl that came from a small town in Kansas that I would marry in 1994. We met at our employer, The Limited, in Columbus, Ohio. This much you know by now.

The eighth song on Roll the Bones is titled Ghost of a Chance - and what a perfect song for two individuals who grew up a thousand miles apart that eventually found one another.

Maybe we're the only weirdos that have conversations like this, but do you and your spouse ever talk about the separate paths you were on and how one minor or major change on that path could have prevented you from meeting? We have done this multiple times over 30 years. And for us, there are a few key moments.

Ever since meeting Shannon, this one song has dominated all other songs - because it speaks exactly to this concept.

I truly believe me meeting Shannon was not a one in a million chance, but a Ghost of a Chance...

Ghost Of A Chance

Music by Lee and Lifeson / Lyrics by Peart

Like a million little doorways
All the choices we made
All the stages we passed through
All the roles we played

For so many different directions
Our separate paths might have turned
With every door that we opened
Every bridge that we burned

Somehow we find each other
Through all that masquerade
Somehow we found each other
Somehow we have stayed

In a state of grace

I don't believe in destiny
Or the guiding hand of fate
I don't believe in forever
Or love as a mystical state
I don't believe in the stars or the planets
Or angels watching from above

But I believe there's a Ghost of a Chance
We can find someone to love
And make it last... and make it last

Like a million little crossroads
Through the backstreets of youth
Each time we turn a new corner
A tiny moment of truth

For so many different connections
Our separate paths might have made
With every door that we opened
Every game we played

Somehow we find each other
Through all that masquerade
Somehow we found each other
Somehow we have stayed
In a state of grace

I don't believe in destiny
Or the guiding hand of fate
I don't believe in forever
Or love as a mystical state
I don't believe in the stars or the planets
Or angels watching from above
But I believe there's a Ghost of a Chance
We can find someone to love

And make it last... and make it last... and make it last

I believe there's a Ghost of a Chance

I believe there's a Ghost of a Chance

We can find someone to love... and make it last

I believe there's a Ghost of a Chance... and make it last

I believe there's a Ghost of a Chance

Rest In Peace, Neil Peart - 09/12/1952 - 01/07/2020