This kind of made me cry a little. And then turn the clock back to Ireland last summer.
I’ve come to know that memories
Were the best things you ever had
The summer shone beat down on bony backs
So far from home where the ocean stood
Down dust and pine cone tracks
Steady as the stars in the woods
And the warmth rang true inside these bones
As the old pine fell we sang
Just to bless the morning.
I’ve come to know the friends around you
Are all you’ll always have
Careless and young, free as the birds that fly
With weightless souls now.
We grow, grow, older still