Strange Times

Memories flow in endless streams
Tears of empty, damaged dreams
Don't deny the die is cast
Footnote from a fractured past
Songbirds sing their sad laments
Ancient wisdom, dark events
Reaching out to touch the base
Footprints follow hard for 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, yeah, the windows wide
Feel the fresh air flow inside
Comes the sound of marching bands
Footstep 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