Some music is timeless

Remember When The Music
~Harry Chapin

Remember when the music came from wooden boxes strung with silver wire,
And as we sang the words it would set our minds on fire,
or we believed in things and so we'd sing,

Remember when the music, Brought us all together to stand inside the rain,
And as we joined our hands we'd meet in the refrain,
For we had dreams to live, and we had hopes to give.

Don't you remember when the music,
Was the best of what we dreamed of for our children's time?
And as we sang we worked for we knew time was just a line,
A gift we saved, a gift the future gave,

Oh, all the times I listened and all the times I heard.
All the melodies I'm missing and all the magic words.
And all the potent voices and the choices we had then.
How I'd love to find we had that kind of choice again.

Remember when the music,
Was a glow on the horizon of every newborn day.
And as we sang the sun came up to chase the dark away,
And life was good, for we knew we could.

Remember when the music,
Brought the night across the valley as the day went down,
And as we'd hum the melody we'd be safe inside the sound,
And so we'd sleep, for we had dreams to keep.

And I remember when the music,
Came from wooden boxes strung with silver wire,
And as we sang the words it would set our minds on fire,
For we believed in things, and so we'd sing, and so we'd sing