They will see us waving from such Great Heights

"Come down now", but we'll say

Everything looks perfect from far away

"Come down now", but we'll stay...

Sang this riding home today

It felt fitting for some reason.

I loved hanging out with you

standing on that hill

just glorying in the trees

and autumnal air

and being with each other.

I thought of that video I love

and how

when "I first see places by myself,

the more I want to share this place later with you."

I thought of the days when I would run

headfirst down hills,

using trees trunks as brakes

in order to stop halfway down.

I thought of how when I tell you stories from my childhood

my voice gets slower,

more thoughtful,

measured.

Thanks for the evening