Do you remember the forests of youth
Where we would lie with the sky for a roof
We sang old folk-songs while searching for truth
We only lived in the moment
Green velvet trees sprang way up to the sky
Birds on the breeze sang a sweet lullaby
Those are the days that will live til I die
Times in the verdant forever
Cho:
We never talked about pensions those days
We lived our life in a deep purple haze
Blinded by the light in a bright crystal maze
We never talked about pensions those days
We walked through mountains in sweet scented air
Drinking from fountains with no thought of care
We were in tune & immune from despair
Destiny dancing before us
Memories are pathways that always renew
Spring never fades and the sweet morning dew
Clings to the vine as it whispers adieu
Days of the wine & the roses
Cho:
Now in the woods as we lie on the grass
Fate is a journey etched deep in the glass
Ghosts at the gate wait and wave as we pass
Knowing adventure has ended
We were both young when we sat down to dine
Music was sung and we drank from the vine
Now that we’ve eaten up most of our time
We still have folk-songs & music
Cho:
