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A tune crept into my mind (through my ear, perhaps) and hasn’t left me alone since. How to exorcise it?

“Catch A Falling Star”

Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Never let it fade away
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Save it for a rainy dayFor love may come and tap you on the shoulder
Some starless night
Just in case you feel you wanna hold her
You’ll have a pocket full of starlightCatch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Never let it fade away
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Save it for a rainy dayFor love may come and tap you on the shoulder
Some starless night
And just in case you feel you wanna hold her
You’ll have a pocket full of starlight (pocket full of starlight)Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Never let it fade away
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Save it for a rainy dayFor when your troubles start multiplyin’
They just might
It’s easy to forget them without tryin’
With just a pocket full of starlightCatch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Never let it fade away
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Save it for a rainy day(Save it for a rainy day)
Save it for a rainy day
[Written by Paul Vance and Lee Pockriss, 1957, based on a theme from Brahms]
I was probably 12 when I first heard it. Yes, the era passed long, long ago but the lyrics remain. Etched. Do listen – Perry Como – Catch A Falling Star .
Shall I leave it looped as it could be sparing me from something else, like ….. “Til the End of Time” (1945)? Or, trade it in for Lena Horne’s “Where or When” since these visitations never end unless replaced by something else, something worse, something better, something catchy, something borrowed, something blue.
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VERSE
Sometimes you think you’ve lived before
All that you live today
Things you do come back to you
As though they knew the way
Oh, the tricks your mind can play!
REFRAIN
It seem we stood and talked like this before
we looked at each other in the same way then,
But I canÍt remenber where or when.
The clothes youÍre wearing are the clothes you wore.
The smile you are smiling you were smilimg then,
But i canÍt remember where or when.
Some things that happend for the first time,
Seem to be happening again.
And so it seems that we have met before
and laughed before
and loved before,
But who knows where or when.
[By Lorenz Hart and Richard Rogers, 1957]