i would like to say that i think “one day,
we will meet again, and things will be the same”
but it's this life we live, so will you please forgive
my lack of faith, if i'm 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 it's 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
are those who die just those reborn, or is it something more?
all that golden hair
you left yours everywhere
that's what reminds me, but what reminds you?
don't forget why you're here
it's 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 

come home