“Grief is like a long journeyYou wake each morning in a different place”
“I like to wake up each morning feeling a new man.”
“Each heart is a pilgrim,Each one wants to knowThe reason why the winds dieAnd where the stories go.Pilgrim, in your journeyYou may travel far,For pilgrim it's a long wayTo find out who you are...”
“And I hope each morning you wake like a bird in a nest and fly without a thought.”
“If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as a different person?”
“This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.”