Two up to Marrowstone
We rode the bike beneath,
The island wept with beauty
Our hearts a humble deep
The air was warm the sun was out
Roads as dry as grain
Look up at those Olympics!
No finer roads in Spain
To see the world in a grain of sand
And heaven in an hour
We leaned and leapt at play
Our spirits like the flowers
Marrowstone is but a place
A journey's end it be
Yet what came from there and back
Was life, and love and we!
We rode the bike beneath,
The island wept with beauty
Our hearts a humble deep
The air was warm the sun was out
Roads as dry as grain
Look up at those Olympics!
No finer roads in Spain
To see the world in a grain of sand
And heaven in an hour
We leaned and leapt at play
Our spirits like the flowers
Marrowstone is but a place
A journey's end it be
Yet what came from there and back
Was life, and love and we!