Wish You Were Here, by Pink Floyd.
This song is somehow both unavoidable Classic Rock Radio but also meaningful because summer camp, and reminds me of one specific person, but maybe also the dog, because I hiked all day without her, and I do, in fact, wish she were here.
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Rehearsed this one on a literal porch swing, authentic AF out here in West Virginia. Tomorrow we head home, and I’ll be back in the basement with all my toys. Including faster internet upload speeds.