by Howard A. Landman
I could go outside and start to count the stars up in the sky But you know I'd never finish, if I counted till I died And numbers wouldn't change the way they make me feel inside Words Fail I could try to find a formula that weighs what life is worth Or just say that I'm happy to be living on this earth But to talk of how my spirit feels at one with death and birth Words Fail And if I don't say any more, don't think I love life less My tongue falls silent faced with things that words cannot express Now in this world there are some who have, and others who have not But we're gathered here together to give thanks for what we've got And we don't have to count it, for it surely is a lot Words Fail I could reminisce about our conversations and good meals Give praise for how we reach for what is right and what is real But that wouldn't start to cover all the things you make me feel Words Fail And if I don't say any more, don't think I love you less My tongue falls silent faced with things that words cannot express
Temelec, Thanksgiving 1997 & San Jose, late November 1997 – January 1998
3rd verse, River Rock, Thanksgiving 2001