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