They say you can’t go home again / I always thought that was a cliché / ‘Cause I’d always go back and see the place / But things are differe

Red, orange, yellow Pink, purple, and deep, deep blue Melting into the distant bay When the exhausted day is through There’s just...

Summer vacation rolled in quietly But it was a day I’d always remember I was finishing my third year of high school And I’d be a senior...

We kids couldn’t imagine that we were walking in the footsteps of giants …