As my brother- in - law Tom says:
"Into the Canyon of Abyss!" |
a couple of In Memoriam tunes from Kansas:
People of the South Wind
There are some who can still remember
All the things that we used to do
But the days of our youth were numbered
And the ones who survive it are few
Oh, I can still see the smiling faces
When the times were so good
Oh in the all familiar places
I'd go back if I could
To the people of the south wind
To the people of the southern wind
To the people of the south wind
To the people of the southern wind
Well it's a hard thing to face the music
But it's somethin' everybody's got to do
So I hope that I can always remember
All the crazy times we had to go through
Now it's a dream that is slowly fading
Oh I don't want it to go
All of the memories are evading
And I want you to know
It's the people of the south wind
It's the people of the southern wind
It's the people of the south wind
It's the people of the southern wind
Now we've traveled all across the oceans
And we've seen what there is to see
But I guess it's not the proper solution
'Cause it's all about the same to me
Now I look back and it makes me wonder
Why we just couldn't see
All of the battles we fought and won there
Oh I wish that I could be
With the people of the south wind
With the people of the southern wind
It's the people of the south wind
You're the people of the southern wind
It's the people of the south wind
It's the people of the southern wind
It's the people of the south wind
You're the people of the southern wind
It's the people of the south wind
You're the people of the southern wind
It's the people of the south wind
You're the people of the southern wind
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Dust in the Wind
I close my eyes
Only for a moment and the moment's gone
All my dreams
Pass before my eyes with curiosity
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
Same old song
Just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do
Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
Now don't hang on
Nothin' lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away
And all your money won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
Dust in the wind
Everything is dust in the wind
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These songs and more on my current post
"Transportation Has Undone So Many"
@The Fortnightly Kitti Carriker
A literary blog of connection & coincidence;
custom & ceremony
[See also: Handful of Dust & Sunset and Evening Star]
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Clipping saved by one of my Kansas grandmothers, sometime between 1954 & 1965. |
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