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Some things are just precious, and to lose them is heartbreaking. It has been a year of loss for so many. This is an Ode to Precious Things.......

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Well you know that storm you said was coming

finally came

Yeah I was slipping and sliding

through the rain

And somewhere far away that whistle blew

It said come on home boy

We got work to do 

Well I know that feeling 

checking out

Leaves are turning and the 

days are short

Too much of something rushes in

and I disappear again

Well it wonât be the last time 

that I feel this way

I heard the news 

Youâve gone away

Iâll follow the sun 

to some promise land

Where everything and nothing

go hand in hand

And Iâll take to the road

and Ill never look back

Iâll hitch my fate to strangers

Just a few precious things

in a small gunny sack

Donât know where I'm going 

but I get in the car

headed west

I drive all night 

Painted desert you look the best

You look the best

After the sun went down

I saw you by the fire

I had something to say 

So I lit a candle 

For everything thatâs gone away

Iâll fall in love 

With the loneliness of missing a friend

Drifting over the landscape

You keep flying

Well I spent the morning hours

Waiting for that storm that I knew would come

I know that feeling checking out 

I know that feeling rushing in 

You know that storm you said was coming

finally came

Yeah I was slipping and sliding

through the rain

And somewhere far away that whistle blew

It said come on home boy

Weâve got other things to do 

Wonât be the last time 

I feel this way

When I heard the news 

Youâve gone away

I said I would follow the sun 

To some promised land

Where everything and nothing

go hand in hand

And would I take to the road

And I would never look back

I would hitch my fate to strangers

Just a few precious things

in a small small gunny sack