Wash Away a Thousand Footsteps

I wish this music would last forever. I first heard it sitting with a
dying young woman one afternoon. She would be the same age.

Walking on a rubber band, I keep stretching it further and further. It
can go on for a long time. Extensions of traveling.

Where you are, do you know? I hope you do.

Weather so dry and hot, bodies always drenched in sweat. The temperature
rises right before a storm. That is the way to tell. Suddenly, quite all
at once, clouds roll in, taking over the sky. One drop and then millions
together. Dance around as we do all in rain. Drench and yourself again..