I saw you at the fair today Old friend and before your even say I know it wasn’t you, You are a thousand miles away But I saw you anyways. In someone who reminded me of you Though younger, she had your eyes and face And they took me to a place where you were there And so today, though only in the way of a memory Or a projection of your features and personalities onto another You were there, and so was I And I saw you at the fair Neil White, 2014
Sign of the Rose 