Back Home Again (in Indiana... ) [it's a song for those of u who don't know]
Okay, so it wasn't really Jim Carey, but I saw a guy who looked just like him.


...turn by turn, word for word
I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen, of meadow-flowers and butterflies In summers that have been; Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were, with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair. I sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be when winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see. For still there are so many things that I have never seen: in every wood in every spring there is a different green. I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago, and people who will see a world that I shall never know. But all the while I sit and think of times there were before, I listen for returning feet and voices at the door.
-J.R.R. Tolkien, from The Fellowship of the Ring
Thought up by Brit on Sunday, July 29, 2007
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