Written: The Arava, Negev Desert, Israel — September 25, 1996 (Rosh Ashana)
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From seventeen to twenty four,
One of those time your made to fly, high.
All the places I’ve been,
They’re coming back one more time, again.
A E G D
I took a walk around the block, and I found my lost friend
G A D Bm
He’s coming around, one more time again.
G A D
He’s coming around, to find you.
Now I remember those days with the boys.
Wandering and streaming until the day’s due end.
I feel as though my time has come but maybe yours from mine.
The road is a long, long white eternal run of dreams.
Catch that bird if you want to, but it’ll be back once again.
— for Jerry and Gunnar