Okay, Dave, so I've been thinking a lot about all the people that one meets in their lifetime. In a sense, I become a product of every interaction with every person that I meet. You could say that they've made me who I am, or at least that they've permanently altered the course of my life, even if it comes by a very small interaction. Plus, I've had partial lyrics to this song for years now... and now seemed like the time to finish it up.
Part of Me
When I sit on summer's porchswing
Where the day turns into night
And the shadows they do lengthen and disappear
As the sun, the sun glows red in the twilight,
My thoughts they wander where they want to
As I strum on old Jim's guitar.
Faces of the greenest springtime I do see
Shining fast, with each new evening star.
If you look,
You will see,
You are still
Part of me.
Take me back to starry evenings
The air was clear and full of you
And then I breath it in, and think on time's progression
They say it passed too fast, and what they say is true.
If you look,
You will see
You are still
Part of me.
Time will fly
With beating wings.
With beating hearts,
We will sing,
To you,
To you....
Cool. Very deep.
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