Arvada High School Class of 1971
The following Alumni have graciously given out their addresses so that we might contact them. They are listed below. The way this web site is set up for email is relatively simple. If you want to email someone, all that you need to do is click on their name, and your default email program should come up. Then you type your message and depending on which email program you're using, click on the send button, and away it goes. Thanks to all those who have made this site possible. Brother Pat a.k.a. Patrick Ewalt Class of 1971.
Lyrics By Robert Hunter
Sung By Bob Weir
If
my words did glow with the gold of sunshine,
and my
tunes were played on the harp unstrung,
would you
hear my voice come thru the music,
would you
hold it near as it were your own?
It's a
hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken,
perhaps
they're better left unsung.
I don't
know, don't really care
let there
be songs to fill the air.
Ripple
in still water,
when there
is no pebble tossed,
nor wind
to blow.
Reach out
your hand if your cup be empty,
if your
cup is full may it be again,
let it
be known there is a fountain,
that was
not made by the hands of men.
There is
a road, no simple highway,
Between
the dawn and the dark of night,
and if
you go no one may follow,
that path
is for your steps alone.
Ripple
in still water,
when there
is no pebble tossed,
nor wind
to blow.
You who
choose, to lead must follow,
but if
you fall you fall alone,
if you
should stand then who's to guide you?
If I knew
the way I would take you home.
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