tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917587389459956573.post2642894000135435106..comments2009-06-30T13:50:27.558-04:00Comments on GOING NOMAD: Where roads convergeLSpelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03050867458806246664noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917587389459956573.post-39320137091774805372008-04-22T00:23:00.000-04:002008-04-22T00:23:00.000-04:00It ain't Tennyison or even tennis anyone but being...It ain't Tennyison or even tennis anyone but being on the road can be a strain at times. Perhaps the goal is to find what you are seeking where you are. Or what you are not seeking. <BR/><BR/>TEACH YOUR CHILDREN<BR/>Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young <BR/>by Graham Nash<BR/><BR/>You who are on the road<BR/>Must have a code that you can live by<BR/>And so become yourself<BR/>Because the past is just a good bye.<BR/>Teach your children well,<BR/>Their father's hell did slowly go by,<BR/>And feed them on your dreams<BR/>The one they picks, the one you'll know by.<BR/>Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,<BR/>So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.<BR/>And you, of tender years,<BR/>Can't know the fears that your elders grew by,<BR/>And so please help them with your youth,<BR/>They seek the truth before they can die.<BR/>Teach your parents well,<BR/>Their children's hell will slowly go by,<BR/>And feed them on your dreams<BR/>The one they picks, the one you'll know by.<BR/>Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,<BR/>So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.<BR/>Mr. Spelpersonspelpersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16284452827308260507noreply@blogger.com