New Old Friend

Seems the miles go on forever, they don’t stop, never, they just go and go and go…go and go
And it really doesn’t matter if they go fast or they go slow
Sooner or later they all fold into the flow
Sooner or later they just fold into the flow

Here the clouds are like the ceiling, and rainbows will surround you like the sea
When the raindrops soar like diamonds, velvet diamonds floating free
You can watch them ride the trade winds, off the mountain, out to sea
Off the mountain, through the valley, out to sea

There’s so many friendly faces, I feel at home in places I’ve never been
And it’s more than just a feeling; it’s the spirit of a place that lets you in
And they say that spirit’s not just here; you find it everywhere you go
If you pay attention right, you find it everywhere you go

But the hours pass for real, and the days press on toward leaving in the end
Maybe the end of a beginning, you never know what lies around the bend
But I do know, where I’m going, I will think about my new old friend
Yes, I’ll sit and play a tune or two and think about my new old friend

But the years go on forever, they don’t stop, never, they just go and go and go…and go and go
And it’s really hard to tell, sometimes, if they go fast or they go slow
And now some say that they all converge somewhere up around the bend
If that’s true I’ll play some music there with my new old friend
If it’s true I’ll play some music there with a few old friends