I Once I was homeless with a twist A wandering existentialist Living existentially In no position to resist When nothing almost happened to me Though here I am now because Something happened then as it does It is always something and it was I was too I guess to be Saying yes when life said yes to me II The end of the rainbow is wherever we are From one end to the other where we see it and not far Away nor a secret kept by leprechauns for Some anymore but any of us and for many more Embraced in place wherever we are by the grace Of it all as it falls to us through space and time to see The treasure is the pleasure of our company The rainbow ends where it begins in friends like you and me The end of the rainbow is never far Where we are friends wherever we are III Joshua Tree is two degrees warmer Twenty-Nine Palms is four Usually like it is today Because both the latter and the former Are downhill from me or Else uphill in the Hi-Desert I In my hideaway in Yucca Valley Am closer to the sky Cool is not a matter of degree But free where that is what matters to me IV Yellow orange salmon violet to the velvet blue Over the mountains where the sun went down remembered when I saw it now and knew then how I wanted to tell you Today comes through tonight the other way becomes again From its embers it too remembers when now becomes then I always wondered but I think I understand the way Tomorrow never comes is how forever is today What never goes that yesterday may never take away Yellow orange salmon violet to the velvet blue Diamond stars will smile awhile now and may you smile too Steven Curtis Lance