Just a poor wayfaring stranger...
Indestructibly harmless / tired notebook. I come I see I record.

There is an end to every thing -
the breath we take and the songs we sing
and the last note rings and dies away
but the song stays sung 'til the end of days

and all we do may be undone
but love stays loved and songs stay sung
Love stays loved and songs stay sung
-- Songs Stay Sung, Zoe Mulford

Formerly when-I'm-gone
There's no place in this world where I'll belong when I'm gone
And I won't know the right from the wrong when I'm gone
And you won't find me singin' on this song when I'm gone

But I sure would like some sweet company / and I'm leaving tomorrow, what d'you say?