Buzzy liked to travel in October.  He used to say that three good things for travel happen at this time of year: the weather cools, prices come down and the kids are back in school.  (Also, he made a point of being away on his birthday so he wouldn’t have to buy a round at the Store!)

Musically thanks to my buddy Mike Whitson the best “fall song” I’ve heard comes courtesy of his brother-in-law Steve Erwin.  (For Steve’s website and a sample of his music including “In Fall”  click here.) Lyrics follow:

In Fall, only in Fall
When all of memory’s recalled.
You’re sad and you never know why.
Each and every breeze can send up a sigh.
And in the moment it seems like it never has been.
In the daylight, you look like that same old friend.
Will we remember when,
It was like this my friend?
No, never again.
Old loves write kind reviews of all that you didn’t do.
They say come home all that’s broken can mend.
But then they fade like the treeline’s end.
And in the moment it feels like it never has been.
In the daylight, you look like that same old friend.
Will we remember when,
It was like this my friend?
No, never again.
Some day when we’re old and gray.
We’ll laugh about these days.
And we will think how the years have flown.
And we will love this sad old song.
Or will we wake up to find out it never has been?
In the daylight, in the moonlight we’re strangers again.
Will we remember when?
Was it like this, my friend?
No, never again.

Buzzy liked to travel in October.  He used to say that three good things for travel happen at this time of year: the weather cools, prices come down and the kids are back in school.  (Also, he made a point of being away on his birthday so he wouldn’t have to buy a round at the Store!)

Musically thanks to my buddy Mike Whitson the best “fall song” I’ve heard comes courtesy of his brother-in-law Steve Erwin.  (For Steve’s website and a sample of his music including “In Fall”  click here.) Lyrics follow:

In Fall, only in Fall
When all of memory’s recalled.
You’re sad and you never know why.
Each and every breeze can send up a sigh.
And in the moment it seems like it never has been.
In the daylight, you look like that same old friend.
Will we remember when,
It was like this my friend?
No, never again.
Old loves write kind reviews of all that you didn’t do.
They say come home all that’s broken can mend.
But then they fade like the treeline’s end.
And in the moment it feels like it never has been.
In the daylight, you look like that same old friend.
Will we remember when,
It was like this my friend?
No, never again.
Some day when we’re old and gray.
We’ll laugh about these days.
And we will think how the years have flown.
And we will love this sad old song.
Or will we wake up to find out it never has been?
In the daylight, in the moonlight we’re strangers again.
Will we remember when?
Was it like this, my friend?
No, never again.

Buzzy liked to travel in October.  He used to say that three good things for travel happen at this time of year: the weather cools, prices come down and the kids are back in school.  (Also, he made a point of being away on his birthday so he wouldn’t have to buy a round at the Store!)

Musically thanks to my buddy Mike Whitson the best “fall song” I’ve heard comes courtesy of his brother-in-law Steve Erwin.  (For Steve’s website and a sample of his music including “In Fall”  click here.) Lyrics follow:

In Fall, only in Fall
When all of memory’s recalled.
You’re sad and you never know why.
Each and every breeze can send up a sigh.
And in the moment it seems like it never has been.
In the daylight, you look like that same old friend.
Will we remember when,
It was like this my friend?
No, never again.
Old loves write kind reviews of all that you didn’t do.
They say come home all that’s broken can mend.
But then they fade like the treeline’s end.
And in the moment it feels like it never has been.
In the daylight, you look like that same old friend.
Will we remember when,
It was like this my friend?
No, never again.
Some day when we’re old and gray.
We’ll laugh about these days.
And we will think how the years have flown.
And we will love this sad old song.
Or will we wake up to find out it never has been?
In the daylight, in the moonlight we’re strangers again.
Will we remember when?
Was it like this, my friend?
No, never again.

Buzzy liked to travel in October.  He used to say that three good things for travel happen at this time of year: the weather cools, prices come down and the kids are back in school.  (Also, he made a point of being away on his birthday so he wouldn’t have to buy a round at the Store!)

Musically thanks to my buddy Mike Whitson the best “fall song” I’ve heard comes courtesy of his brother-in-law Steve Erwin.  (For Steve’s website and a sample of his music including “In Fall”  click here.) Lyrics follow:

In Fall, only in Fall
When all of memory’s recalled.
You’re sad and you never know why.
Each and every breeze can send up a sigh.
And in the moment it seems like it never has been.
In the daylight, you look like that same old friend.
Will we remember when,
It was like this my friend?
No, never again.
Old loves write kind reviews of all that you didn’t do.
They say come home all that’s broken can mend.
But then they fade like the treeline’s end.
And in the moment it feels like it never has been.
In the daylight, you look like that same old friend.
Will we remember when,
It was like this my friend?
No, never again.
Some day when we’re old and gray.
We’ll laugh about these days.
And we will think how the years have flown.
And we will love this sad old song.
Or will we wake up to find out it never has been?
In the daylight, in the moonlight we’re strangers again.
Will we remember when?
Was it like this, my friend?
No, never again.