I had to go into town today
To see my first mockingbird 
In a hundred years

What is time anyway?
Present past future
Hours lingering replaced by days

I guess somehow 
Time is gaining on me
I see more sunrises than sunsets

Traveling miles and miles
Time seems to be moving 
Mighty fast these days

I want to see
Days familiar yet new
From where I used to know 

Childhood memories turn into daydreams
Laying down underneath mighty oak tree branches
Where mockingbirds sing