It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word
And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry
I'll come back when you call me
No need to say goodbye
Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never been this way before
All you can do is try to know who your friends are
As you head off to the war
Pick a star on the dark horizon and follow the light...
This weekend, my husband and I have to go through a packet. A packet of choices. We have to make lists of priorities, places. Then we have to give it away. Our list of preferences will then be compared to hundreds if not thousands of others.
In the fall, we will know.
Lyrics from The Call by Regina Spektor
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