Again Today

It took me back home , the feel of today . I couldn't say for reason why , maybe it was the nostalgic still frames reprinting away of the good ole days . Memory and her shaken lane couldn't conjure up a tale to say . It was the dark cottons showers over the emerald hills , take me back home . 
Yet it wasn't rain nor hills that spoke of thought. She spoke a word blurred in the lines , maybe there was just something about today .