SEASONS IN THE SUN



I've taken down what was at one time my thriving forum/blog/CMS. We're done with that. It'll remain like this until the domain expires. To my family and friends who've laughed, shared, and had fun the past umpteen years, thanks! Time to clean up for my final exit. We don't want residual stuff left on here now do we?

If you don't know what I'm talking about, don't sweat it. It's of no consequence to you then....



Goodbye to you, my trusted friend. We've known each other since we were nine or ten. Together we've climbed hills and trees. Learned of love and ABC's, skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.

Goodbye my friend, it's hard to die, when all the birds are singing in the sky, Now that the spring is in the air. Pretty girls are everywhere. Think of me and I'll be there.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the hills that we climbed were just seasons out of time.

Goodbye, Papa, please pray for me, I was the black sheep of the family. You tried to teach me right from wrong. Too much wine and too much song, wonder how I got along.

Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die when all the birds are singing in the sky, Now that the spring is in the air. Little children everywhere. When you see them I'll be there.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the wine and the song, like the seasons, have all gone. We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the wine and the song, like the seasons, have all gone.

Goodbye, Michelle, my little one. You gave me love and helped me find the sun. And every time that I was down, you would always come around and get my feet back on the ground.

Goodbye, Michelle, it's hard to die when all the birds are singing in the sky, Now that the spring is in the air. With the flowers everywhere. I wish that we could both be there.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the stars we could reach were just starfish on the beach. We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the stars we could reach were just starfish on the beach.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun, But the wine and the song, like the seasons, have all gone. All our lives we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the hills that we climbed Were just seasons out of time...

~ Terry Jacks, 1974