‘Goodbye, goodbye folks,
you all have been with me, sun, rain, snow,
everywhere on earth, we were planning to go to the moon, soon,
but I am sorry, this is the end of the road,
I have to hang my boots and my gloves,
country road, take me home’.
Goodbyes are never easy to say,
and when you say it and mean it,
the tears in your eyes keep you blinded to the opportunities ahead,
but it’s natural, it’s part of life, that at some point, we must bow out,
for the younger ones to take over,
we must know when to take that well deserved rest,
we must quit the stage when the ovation is loudest.