To paraphrase a song by Brian Leo...

The Sun is creeping up o'er the horizon All our triumphs, tears and treasures Are gently tucked away. Soon we will be startin' on our seperate ways an' partin' Who know when next we'll chance to pass this way?

So sing me one last song before we go And raise your voices high while we still watch the fires' glow It may not be our fortune, to meet again some day So sing one last song with me today!

MMario