We were all smiles
For a short little while
We were all about
A long time ago.
So old times-
Thinking old times-
Lightens a dark, dark heart
Brings a warm smile
For a little while.
For a little while.
We traveled further west
Than we ever would have gone
When we were babies
And the world was young.
Penetrating the dark, dark land
Between ninth and broad
The street lights were bright
And we all felt good.
Abraham’s son
Had a Tasty Cake smile
We spread out in his tent
For a little while
For a little while.
His own child shared
His exotic clothes
And I thought I got a glimpse
Of where the future goes.
But I was mistaken
I was looking behind
In the rear view mirror
Of my dark, dark mind.
Abraham’s tent
Tinkled in the night
With walls of glass
And it’s ceiling of sky
And it’s steps to nowhere
And it’s bars on the street
And we promised that some day
We would all meet
Even further west
On the bad side of town
Maybe in the river-
Wash up in the river-
Where the bad times drown.
We were all smiles
For a short little while
We were all about
A long time ago.
So old times-
Thinking old times-
Lightens a dark, dark heart
Brings a warm smile
For a little while.
For a little while.
