I'm writing this post from a crowded back seat, traveling from Vermont back to New York City. I don't mind being crammed in like sardines with my wife and close friends as we draw to close a weekend that was spiritually restorative, and luminous with love and friendship. We do this every year, so I was able to anticipate the feeling and sentiment in order to put it to song during the week leading up to the trip. This is a love song. Yes, it's about my wife, but it is also about my closest friends, and the enduring power of sticking together.
lyrics
Let's stay up late and talk about the past
There's nothing wrong with looking back
And every time I feel the wind with you
I come to ponder where it goes
All my days
All my days
All my days with you
Let's ride for hours along a distant road
There's something shining up ahead
And everywhere I see the colors turn
I know we're coming 'round again