Pointless Nostalgic

I was reflecting on the Tube home today (in the rare sedate moments!) that memories have such power and influence. They must be a good thing, because what would we be without memories? And yet it seems sometimes they are frustratingly inescapable. They can pop into your head so randomly and be hard to shake off. I hadn't come across this Jamie Callum song until tonight, but it sums it up perfectly:

Aint thinking about love today, lost in the sunlight walking down memory lane
Aint thinking about you today, people from the past that I knew were slowly slipping away
Seems so long ago, since we were carefree
Photographs lost in time are all I see
A pointless nostalgic - that's me

Thoughts running 'round my head today
Times from the past popping up, where they're from I don't know
Reminiscing my cares away
Wishing I could go back and change the points that were low
Till I realize that life's meant to be
Photographs lost in time are all I see
A pointless nostalgic - that's me

He comments on nostalgia in the album cover:
Nostalgia takes hold dishing out its rose-coloured glasses to watch the show that is past as you remember it. This is the show I love to watch, pointlessly, again and again.