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Saturday, July 29, 2006

Moments of peace...

...all alone at the gym setting routes, singin' along with Grimes.

Love my job. Going climbing tomorrow. :)

I'm wading in the dappled stream,
My feet are cold, my hands are clean.
There's water dribbling on my chin,
As sweet as water's ever been.
We'll all be gone tomorrow.

Children take me by the hand,
Your laughter is much sweeter than
The things which I don't understand.
We'll all be gone tomorrow.

Friends may come and friends may go,
Have you seen their ashes blow
out to where the garden grows?
We'll all be gone tomorrow.

The river runs down to the sea,
It runs for you, it runs for me.
I'll bust your damns and let 'er free.
We'll all be gone tomorrow.

And if this it were my final hour,
Your lips I'd place upon my brow,
Like bees asleep upon the flower.
We'll all be gone tomorrow.

So raise the glass my darlin' dears,
For this one night we'll have no fears.
Outside the coast is looking clear,
The sea is like a silver mirror.
Heaven must be very near.
We'll all be gone tomorrow.

Children will you take my hand?
Your love is so much deeper than
The things which I don't understand.
We'll all be gone tomorrow.

~DAVID L. GRIMES

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