Today is the day.
The day
you don't know about.
The day
you don't know about.
After 30 years
We are going
'Somewhere Else'
Not to visit for a few days,
but to live for a while.
A new home.
A new home.
All the hopes
of making it here. . .
I remember the day
we got our
Hawaii Drivers licenses;
The day I got my degree
from University of Hawaii.
I know these streets so well,
driving over them so many
days and nights
as a taxi driver,
health out-reach
to the sex workers,
Riding motorcycles
in the pack. . .
Special ocassions
with family & friends
long gone. . .
I have a memory
for every block,
every beach,
every stretch of
country road.
On 4 wheels
and two.
Lots of
"Used to be"
and
"When did they build THAT?"
I'm leaving a lot
of myself
on these streets,
roads. . .
I cannot think
about my friends
and Ohana,
The Local Culture,
without crying. . .
Aloha Neighbors!
What seemed unthinkable
[leaving]
is subsumed in a bigger
dream.
A fresh begining
in a beautiful new place.
Instead of retiring
in place, we are
fresh and new
- beginning again -
as we did here.
.
30 years.
Half of my life.
Here's to the next
Third!
I'm very glad
that YOU are coming
along!
Our blog party family
is portable!
[Thank Goodness!]
So ride the spiral.
See where we are landing-
Oh I know we'll visit Honolulu.
Nights in my dreams,
and some sunny day...
at least for a visit. . .
I Shall Return.
There may be a few
scheduled posts
as we sort out
internet connectivity.
I may not be visiting
as normal for a while.
But stick around.
Something good
is set to publish tomorrow.
Kitty and I will be
learning new routines.
LOVE YOU!
cloudia
Honolulu I Am Coming Back Again
of making it here. . .
I remember the day
we got our
Hawaii Drivers licenses;
The day I got my degree
from University of Hawaii.
I know these streets so well,
driving over them so many
days and nights
as a taxi driver,
health out-reach
to the sex workers,
Riding motorcycles
in the pack. . .
Special ocassions
with family & friends
long gone. . .
I have a memory
for every block,
every beach,
every stretch of
country road.
On 4 wheels
and two.
Lots of
"Used to be"
and
"When did they build THAT?"
I'm leaving a lot
of myself
on these streets,
roads. . .
I cannot think
about my friends
and Ohana,
The Local Culture,
without crying. . .
Aloha Neighbors!
What seemed unthinkable
[leaving]
is subsumed in a bigger
dream.
A fresh begining
in a beautiful new place.
Instead of retiring
in place, we are
fresh and new
- beginning again -
as we did here.
.
30 years.
Half of my life.
Here's to the next
Third!
I'm very glad
that YOU are coming
along!
Our blog party family
is portable!
[Thank Goodness!]
So ride the spiral.
See where we are landing-
Oh I know we'll visit Honolulu.
Nights in my dreams,
and some sunny day...
at least for a visit. . .
I Shall Return.
There may be a few
scheduled posts
as we sort out
internet connectivity.
I may not be visiting
as normal for a while.
But stick around.
Something good
is set to publish tomorrow.
Kitty and I will be
learning new routines.
LOVE YOU!
cloudia
Honolulu I Am Coming Back Again
Andy Cummings
Chorus:
" I seem to hear the Pali calling me
I seem to hear the surf at Waikiki
And from Pacific Heights
I seem to see the lights
Of a city that is very dear to me
I seem to see the waving sugar cane
The coco palms all nodding in the rain
In fancy I am led
Back to dear old Diamond Head
Back to dear old Diamond Head
Honolulu, I am coming back again
Honolulu, I am coming back again. "
Words by F. B. Silverwood Music by David Lindeman.
Copyright 1922 F.B. Silverwood.
Andy Cummings made this memorable recording
in the late 1950s of the 1922 composition.
Length:2:46
Released on: 01-01-1955
Andy Cummings and his Hawaiian Serenaders
