Many people i knew that in the flesh i never more see
Are never that distant from my memory
They live quite close to me I've come to realize
And they visit me often when i visualize
I know them as they were unwearied by time
They haven't changed any they remain in their life's prime
I have a beer with them we talk of football
They are as they were they have not changed at all
I visit the Hometown old friends i do meet
Things haven't changed any in and near Millstreet
So nice to be back home by Clara again
In Spring when wildflowers bloom in the old fields after rain
And nesting birds sing on the bushes and trees
Their pleasant notes carrying in the freshening breeze.
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