"Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun........
.............
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever"
(High Hopes, Pink Floyd)
Once upon a time, things were simpler, not striving to tame time...
"Magnets pull and push us 'round,
To cut the cord, a chord must sound."
..... spiral of friends