If you find that one day
The bluesky has gone away
Or on misfortune's toes you tread
And lose yourself in a spider's web.
Here's a glint of what was before
So that the skies will blue once more:
Keep the Hope, and please don't cry
So, like the wind, in the the highest blue sky
We can find you soaring up there
And we'll always remember you no matter where

- November 1987