Bubbles

I'm forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air,
They fly so high,
Nearly touch the sky,
Then like my dreams,
They fade and die.
Fortune's always hiding,
I've looked everywhere,
I'm forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air.

West Ham United clubsong, played for a friend this morning. Our last greet to him.
A man with a good heart. He'll be missed while he is going on, on his magical way in another dimension.