Encore

There was a time and a place my friend

When we all just said what we meant and got along

But did we really

There was a rhyme and a tune we knew

And we'd beat our hands like a drum, you'd hum along

Now it's eerie, you're not singing with me

I want it like before, encore

This hard place and all these rocks

Piled up between you and me we found a way

To carry on, started skipping stones

And even now year by year we look ahead the path is clear