How many miles I would have walked
had I known
this was coming -
had I known
this was coming -
how many paths with grass
dripping morning dew
on my socks with each step,
the sun just over the tree line -
dripping morning dew
on my socks with each step,
the sun just over the tree line -
or a rock strewn trail winding up
through cramped pines
to catch a glimpse, at the summit
of other peaks gathered 'round like neighbors -
through cramped pines
to catch a glimpse, at the summit
of other peaks gathered 'round like neighbors -
how, you ask, did I not know
age was coming -
it comes for all of us
who are lucky.
age was coming -
it comes for all of us
who are lucky.
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