"..And how will it be? Sometimes we just can't see

A neighbor, a lover, a joker

Or a friend you can count on forever?

How happy, how tragic, how sorry?

The sun's still up and life remains a mystery

So, would it be nice to sit back in silence?

Despite all the wisdom and the fantasies

Having you close to my heart as I say a little grace

If everything has been written, so why worry, we say.."

(Grow A Day Older, Dee)