Growing line on wall – measuring as we grow – funny idea really
Verse 1
Just a boy, only nine years old
Four foot tall, reaching, bold
Dad went fishing, said, “Back soon”
Innocent days in the heat of June
Chorus
Lost days, just drifting by
Under the wide and open sky
A time so free, no need to try
Nothing feared, no reason why
Verse 2
Sat and watched while the brook would sing
Sunlight danced on everything
Soft winds whispered through the trees
The world was safe, the heart at ease
Chorus
Lost days, just drifting by
Under the wide and open sky
A time so free, no need to try
Nothing feared, no reason why
Verse 3
Can I go back? Can I find the way?
To those timeless hours, those golden days
Before the world turned, before the fall
When life was small, yet it had it all
Chorus
Lost days, just drifting by
Under the wide and open sky
A time so free, no need to try
Nothing feared, no reason why
Verse 4
Now a man, sixty-eight years tall
Shrinking back to the mark on the wall
Still I see that boy so small
And I hear the brook, I hear it call
Final Chorus (soft)
Lost days, just drifting by
Under the wide and open sky
A time so free, no need to try
Nothing feared… no reason why
Michael Forty