i would like to say that i think one day, we will meet again, and things will be the same but its this life we live, so will you please forgive my lack of faith, if im wrong go on and say so we were all filled up with a youthful pride and we took the ocean with us but most get swallowed up in the tide they say its all in our best interest when i lose sight i will return to see the redwoods in big sur and have my vision restored sometimes things only rearrange when we thing they have changed are those who die just those reborn, or is it something more? all that golden hair you left yours everywhere thats what reminds me, but what reminds you? dont forget why youre here its just a name my dear we were all filled up with a youthful glow and we took the winter with us but most end up buried under the snow i pray our youthful glows will warm us when i grow old i will return to wash my body down the creek and have my soul reborn