Nothing was the same.
nothing is how it used to be.
There are places still missing
and it’s only complete when I dream.
The air is a little heavier
and we’ve all become much stealthier.
we laughed and we played
and the houses were full.
Things were different way back when.
There was no end to the good times.
There was no limit to the love.
I remember how times were back then.
I go back
and there are only hints of that.
how I wish it could all be the same,
but it can’t
and, in all honesty,
there’s no one to blame.
That’s how it goes.
That’s just life.
So, despite the nostalgia,
we have to to live with our strife.
But united we still stand,
side by side we’re together.
Through the years and the times,
we’ll be family forever.