I am myself and I am here.

Be here now.

I've been here before and will come again, but I'm not going this trip through.

I have arrived, I am home In the here, in the now I am solid, I am free In the ultimate I dwell

I am here, at this moment in time. It's enough.

I have been here before,
But when or how I cannot tell:
I know the grass beyond the door,
The sweet keen smell,
The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.

When you're here, I'm there for you. And when you're there, I'm here for you.

I am here; and here is nowhere in particular.

When I walk in, they may like me or dislike me, but everybody knows I'm here

I had been there before; I knew all about it.

"...Will, I used to come here in my Oxford and sit on this exact same bench whenever I wanted to be alone, just me and Pan. What I thought was that if you - maybe just once a year - if we could come here at the same time, just for an hour or something, then we could pretend we were close again-because we would be close, if you sat here and I sat just here in my world -"
"Yes," he said, "as long as I live, I'll come back. Whenever I am in the world, I'll come back here -"

Happy to Be Here,

The world is material. We are always in a certain place. Now I am here.

I'm back... and you knew I was coming. On my way here I passed a cinema with the sign 'The Mummy Returns'.