Memories flow in endless streams
Tears a-plenty, damaged dreams
Don't deny the die is cast
Footnotes from a fractured past

Songbirds sing their sad laments
Ancient wisdom, dark events
Reaching out to touch the veils
Footprints follow hard-fought 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, yea, the windows wide
Feel the fresh air flow inside
Comes the sound of marching bands
Footsteps 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