This is the last time I'll get to post before I leave. I feel like I didn't really get to say a proper goodbye to anyone, and it's nagging at me. So here's the song I was singing tonight as I sat in Diamont Point Park:
The Parting Glass
Of all the money e'er I had,
I spent it in good company,
And all the harm that e'er I've done,
Alas, it was to none but me,
And all I've done for want of wit
To memory now I can't recall,
So fill to me the parting glass,
Goodnight and joy be with you all.
Of all the comrades that e'er I had,
They're sorry for my going away,
And all the sweethearts that e'er I had,
They wish me one more day to stay.
But since it falls upon my lot
That I should rise and you should not,
I'll gently rise and softly call
Goodnight and joy be with you all.
It's as good of a way to say goodbye as any. And please, people... if you're visiting this blog over the summer, leave the occasional comment. Home tends to be a lonely place for me.
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