From the recording A Look To The West
I ponder this belief what old friend, dear friend status means. This valley from where I dwell bares no blame. This message I send with love. Mostly what I’m thinking of is how to relate these words to you in one song.
I spent a lifetime watching all the people smile and just assumed. That all of this time was bound to be the same, but who knew. I look back thru my years and see all familiar faces there, and they’re laughing. Those old friends, dear friends I speak about, we‘d talk dreams, we‘d talk life.
And then you hold on. Hold on the best you can. You hold on. Hold on. Hold on the best you can.
I see days go by. And with good reasons, we say goodbye. All alone I venture. To finally understand our fate. We read the writings on the wall. It reads Old Friend, Dear Friends we had our fun. Now it’s time for me to go and find out who am I to be on this path that has chosen I. I swear out loud I’ll find you all some day, some time. Some other time.
You hold on. Hold on the best you can. You hold on. Hold on the best you can. Hold on to the best things that you can.