Where I like to stand by Vashti Bunyan（ヴァシュティ・バニアン） The hound bays the sheep graze I’m counting the boats in the bay As they float they seem to say I’m counting the waves, I’m counting the waves The men in the boats they wave …

May the road rise to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, And the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of his hand. May green be the grass…