I wish you could see the endless days, across oceans and across many passing decades. A peaceful army that rose in the eclipse, the greatest gig in the sky that ever was. Long live the ones who roll and maybe we’ll find the ones who rock. I think the measure of man is in his bones along with his heart, and you’ll find many more like me along the way. But don’t let it twist you, or deter you that we may all be gone someday. ‘Ere o’er mountains we see the daybreak along with the rest up there. May you all find peace among the greats, and may we all enjoy a little rest with your peace.