Grow Some Funk Of Your Own/I Feel Like A Bullet (In The Gun Of Robert Ford)

Those who've loved intensely and lost carry this song with them—it speaks to people navigating the bittersweet space between passion and pain. The track captures that moment when nostalgia collides with heartbreak, when memories of electric connection become tinged with the ache of what's gone. Listeners return to it during late nights of reflection, finding catharsis in its raw emotional honesty. It's for anyone who's felt both the rush of being alive and the weight of longing simultaneously.

Nostalgia hits you first when you hear this track—suddenly you're transported back to when Elton John felt essential, almost dangerous. That sense of rediscovery unlocks something deeper: the realization that this song was always brilliant, just forgotten by everyone else.

You return to this one when you need proof that real artistry gets overlooked. Whether you're digging through old memories or questioning why the world moved on, this track reminds you that some songs never actually leave—they're just waiting for you to find them again.