There's a song called "Borders and Time" by the Rankins. They sang it last January in concert here and it's on their North Country CD. This is how it goes:
I think of you all the time
I'll pay for my sins The hearthache begins
I can't free you from my mind
It seems so these days
I've tried every way
You have drifted so far from me
The winds of change
Have swept you away
Night and day
It seems like eternity
Borders and time have kept you from me
Blue are the ocean waters
Along a lover's shoreline
You will not be forgotten
But now that you've gone
The heartache lives on
A warm breeze blows over a gentle sea
The summer is near,
The heartache is here
The fiddler plays an old time melody
The tune is the same
Change the faces and names
Blue are the ocean waters
Along a lovers' shoreline
You will not be forgotten
But now that you've gone
The heartache lives on
Oh borders and time
The heartache is mine
Have I even got a home? If so, may I find it?
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- Teri
- What are you doing here? You should be reading the blog. That's what's going to tell you about me. Not this little column. If you really want to find out more about me, I suggest we hang out sometime. I like inconvenient relationships. They take time, which means they are important. This is something our society has forgotten. So let's go for coffee.
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