Song Description
Reflects on how time passes us all and on how our roots serve as an important base for our future. Influence of Monticello.
| Song Length |
3:45 |
Genre |
Pop - Easy Listening, Unique - Soundtracks |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant, Peaceful |
Subject |
Life, Age, Aging |
Lyrics
Origins
Thin silver hair, a stiffness of stature
Portraits of men that once walked this room
Origins traced through the breadcrumbs of history
Hillsides still tended, gardens in bloom
A mahogany desk, decades of letters
Stored away in the back of a drawer
The day?s last light streaks through the dusty curtain
And falls on the chair on the bare wooden floor
Missing the man by two hundred years
[Chorus]
Time passes us all
Down the cobbled walkways, against the flagstone wall
Over unkept meadows and through the old screen door
Between the huddled soldiers weary of the war
[Bridge]
In the grand procession
In the ongoing refrain
History progresses
Origins remain
A pale crescent moon rests on the cypress
Where time is measured in seasons and rain
Backwater canopies wane with the autumn
Through the long winter the roots will sustain
[Chorus]
Time passes us all
Down the cobbled walkways, against the flagstone wall
Over unkept meadows and through the old screen door
Between the huddled soldiers weary of the war
© 2005 Dave List