I don’t. It has sifted through my own hands like so much dust. Just as it did for Sandy Denny, this folksinger from the 60’s who wrote and sang this song which Judy Collins later made famous. Sandy never lived to see the fruition of her life’s work. She died at 31, simply falling down a flight of stairs. Listen and remember the young girl who sang with so much hope and heart. Be grateful you are here. I am.