"Now I'm just another traveler, On another winding road.
I'm trying to walk some kind of line, I'm trying to pull some kind of load.
Now sometimes I move real easy, Sometimes I can't catch my breath.
Sometimes I see my father's footsteps, And man it scares me half to death...
But one day
One day - There's love for the lonely
One day - We walk in the sun
One day - Rest for the weary
Rest for the weary ones"
Marc Cohn, "Rest For The Weary"