Strange Times
Dave Cousins
Memories flow in endless streams
Tears a-plenty, damaged dreams
Don't deny the die is cast
Footnotes from a fractured past
Songbirds sing their sad laments
Ancient wisdom, dark events
Reaching out to touch the veils
Footprints follow hard-fought trails
Times of courting, times of pain
Times when all was lost in vain
Times of yearning, times of hope
Such are these strange times
Open, yea, the windows wide
Feel the fresh air flow inside
Comes the sound of marching bands
Footsteps on the shifting sands
Times of glory, times of pride
Times for conflict set aside
Times of danger, times of grief
Such are these strange times